Sebastian had been in a deep sleep when he suddenly awoke from his slumber dripping in sweat. As he opened his eyes he sat up and tried to find his glasses. As soon as he found them he put them on and looked around the room. No one was there and he was relief. He looked at the alarm clock and noticed it was late. He had slept for almost an entire day. He pulled the covers of his body and stood up. 'I don't really want to do anything today.' he thought; stood up anyway. He began to walk towards the bathroom where he changed. As he stepped out of the bathroom, and tugged the knot of his tie away from his Adam's apple. He sighed and ambled down the corridor that led to the common room.

Themea ran up the stairs into the dormitory and ran over to his bed. He opened his trunk, grabbed his haori threw it on and ran out of the common room.

Themea entered the dorm and went over to his trunk. He opened it up and searched through the cloaths, they were all dirty, except his Azrael's uniform, a black kimono. Themea sighed and changed into the kimono, leaving out all of his dirty cloathes for the elves to clean. After changing, he went back down the stairs.

As he walked into the boys dormitory he put the vase of lavanders on the table in the room. He then looked at them and cocked his head right and left to view each of the petals. He knew that she would probably not accept them, 'It never hurts to try now does it?' he asked himslef. With a furtive glace at the bedroom door he walked over to his trunkne and opened it. He found his photo album and flipped through its pages. Suddenly a necklace fell out from the pages and he stared at it. His gazed fixed on the necklace that now was hanging from his fingers, and for a moment, the banked snow of his expression threatened to crumble into an avalanche. He lifted the chain to peer at the pendant that dangled from it. It's silver ring encircled a pair of snaked that twined to form a horizontal figure eight. He quickly threw it into his right pocket and stood up. He left the album on the floor not caring what happened to it. A group of people smiling at him and waving. 'We were so young back then, things seemed so simple didn't they?' he asked himself. He closed his trunk and grabbed the flowers and left to find her. She had to listen to him at least did she not?