most precious thing to protect

It felt weird, today. It was cold like usual and there was snow outside, all the same, the only difference was that she was alone. That wasn't normal, it just wasn't, she got the feeling that her sister was mad at her or something. No explanation was given to the young girl, just that her sister needed to do something, but still she felt that she had done something to anger her sister and now she didn't want to talk to her. It saddened her that her sister didn't want to see her, though that definitely was not the case. She didn't know this but her sister was having a meeting with some of her friends to discuss what they would do for her sister's birthday that was soon coming up, in just a few days.

So because of that Naomi thought that her sister hated her and since she knew she wouldn't be able to find Hitame anywhere, she has some good hiding spots, she just decided to come out to the lake to draw something. She sat down under her and Hitame's favorite tree and the first thing that came into her mind to draw was the main character of a new anime they found called Black Cat. Naomi and Hitame both loved the main character and how his attitude changes toward everything and everyone when he loses a girl who was close to him, even though he only knew her for like three days before she was murdered. They also loved how Train, the main character, was called the Black Cat because of his cat like reflexes and because of how fast he was.

Naomi's shining hazel eyes stared down at the blank piece of paper as she pictured Train when he was still part of an organization called Cronos. During that time in which he was an Eraser, an assassin, he wore all black and his yellow eyes were always narrow and cold. He always carries a gun with him with the number thirteen etched into it in roman numerals(XIII). That was how she and Hitame loved him the best, but he was still really cool even when he changed as much as he did. Naomi immediately began to draw his hair, she always drew the people's hair first, before anything else.

Train Heartnet (Naomi's finished drawing)

Alex had decided to get away from the shirking Slytherin girls in his common room, as he would come to the great lake to clear his head. He was wearing a large black cloak that would keep him warm in the cold, and would stretch out while he walked. Honestly he was in a conflicted mood today, because people decided to mess with him. Then he got another letter from his mother, she was doing fine but she was lonely. He was feeling the same way because of his personality, he was usually detached from other people at school. He didn't know if he should be in a angry mood or just weep his heart out in the forest.

Leaving himself open to discuss it later in his mind, he would finally make it to the lake. The view was beautiful as he remembered from his first year here. He would walk by when he noticed someone else here, in the distance. She looked quite young, and was looking at her book like it was important to her. Well he found something to make him feel better, as he walked over to the tree. So he would watch over her as she began to go to work.

She was drawing something weird, and he never seen this type of art. Honestly from all the best painters of the Renaissance, this was the worst piece of art he had ever seen. He was taught how to draw, and knew most of the best artist for there style, but this was not anything. It looked liked some unknown artist, that wanted the world to like this work. " What is that weird trash your drawing, it looks like you need some lessons in art "

The third year girl had just finished drawing the rest of Train's head, moving onto his upper body when she heard someone say something to her. It was a rude comment and she slowly looked up at the person who had spoken to her. There was a blank expression on her face, she had at least learned something from Hitame, to hide her emotions when necessary, and her eyes narrowed as she saw who had made the comment. It was obvious he was a Slytherin, his attitude said it all, only a filthy Slytherin would say something like that when no one asked them. Naomi's narrowed hazel eyes quickly looked back to her drawing of Train and she suddenly hugged the sketch pad to her chest before standing up. "If you do not like it, that's fine. But please keep your comments to yourself." she said. Naomi was the kind of girl to be pleasant around and she didn't really have a nasty streak in her, no that was Hitame.

"I draw the way I want to. Not the way someone else would like me to." she said in a simply, very elegant tone. Naomi was always much more formal than her sister when speaking to someone, they were almost complete opposites. But there were some things they shared; like their love for anime/manga and their love of being in nature. They might look a lot alike but they were different people, it was very clear to see. But they were sisters and they stood by each other no matter what, though it was almost always Naomi who needed support. She was the weaker one of the two girls, it had always been that way and they feared that it would be the same until the day of their deaths.

For the first time ever, Naomi was alone and she was prepared to fight against anyone who disturbed her. Though she knew that one good insult and she would be crying her eyes out, she was very sentimental. Oh how Naomi wished her sister was there with her. She hated having to face things by herself, it never turned out good. At that moment Naomi found herself looking behind the boy, searching for any signs of her sister, she needed her. But she was no where to be found and it looked like she wouldn't be there to save her when something bad happened, Naomi admitted it, she admitted this, which she never likes to admit.

Naomi was scared.

Alex would smirk at her, as he would notice that she was playing with him. He liked girls with some spunk, they were always more fun to challenge. Plus guessing from the tone of her voice, and the way she wasn't scared away. She was must be a Gryffindor because of her words, well how interesting meeting one to torment here where there wasn't many people. So he would put on his best act yet, as he stared at her hiding her drawing. " It's not like you own the words coming out of my mouth, anyway and I was suggesting you can learn from me "

The next few words would please him greatly, as he move into her personal space some more. As he would brush some of his hair out of his eyes, exposing his bright green eye to her. It was narrowed staring into her own because he was not going to hold back from his words. " Honestly is that anyway to speak to someone, even if your nice about. I can criticize your drawing all I want, and you know I wouldn't even use that trash to throw into my common room fireplace. That's just how bad your art is, it's worthless so you have the same worth as that sheet of paper. I bit your worthless to the people around you as well, how sad if it was true " He said harshly towards her as his would smirk down at her.

He was in a very pissed off mood, as he would remember about those damn students that played a prank on him. He would have done more but one thing was certain. He wouldn't harm the girl physically because it was against his code. Of course mentally wasn't much of a problem at all to him.

Naomi's narrowed eyes stared at the stuck up Slytherin boy. "Why would anyone want to learn anything from scum like you?" Naomi spat at him, her mother's short temper beginning to take over in the small girl's fragile young body. Both Hitame and Naomi had this anger from their mother, though in Hitame it showed itself more. Naomi did not like fights, much like their father and that always madre everyone wonder why she was sorted into Gryffindor. "As I said before, I draw the way that I feel comfortable. No one's opinion of my drawings will change that." her elegant tone flowed from her lips to the que gracefully.

The boy's next words did seem to yet to the young Gryffindor, and she looked down for a moment. But when she looked back up, her eyes seemed to be filled with a sort of hatred that wouldn't usually he on Naomi's face. "I do not know who you think you are, to think that you can just come out of no where and sfr like you are such a big thing in this place. You have no right to critizise anything of mine, unless I ask for your opinion." she stated simply. She couldn't allow this boy's comments to get to her. Hitame had tought her better than that.

She could not allow his words to harm her. He was saying all those mean things on purpose, he was trying to break her. No matter how much she tried his last few words actually got to her, and they hit her hard as if a ton of bricks had just fallen on her. It even seemed that her eyes went into a sort of blank state, causing her to seem like she as seas or something of the sort. She began to think about the burden she must have been to her sister all these years that she had to take care of her. Even though Hitame would never admit it, Naomi knew that she must have been a real burden on her. She was always so fragile and she always required round the clock care and attention, it's no wonder Hitame hardly had friends, she was always leaving them to take care of her. She must really hate her. "..." she couldn't even say anything after that.

Alex would began to laugh brightly, as he listened to her first words. He really didn't care much about the words she spoke, but he did like her courage. She might turn out to be a charming people then again, he didn't like it when people fought with him openly. So he would look into eyes with his green one, as his eyes held no anger but interest. He would give her a wolfish grin, as he thought of his next words " Aren't you a free spirit, Your temper is really quite nice, but it doesn't scare me one bit " He spoke in a low and menacing that would send shivers down most people spines.

Alex would notice that she looked down at the ground, and he thought that he had won. Of course she picked her head up again, and this time he saw hatred in them. He never expected that from a gryffindor at all, and soon would wonder about this little issue in all. The next few words would make him happy to know that she was really pissed, she didn't look like one to stand up for herself. " Like I said before don't act all high and mighty, because I might have to kick you off your high horse. Of course I don't care if you want my opinion, or not but I will say it whenever I want. Guess what girl I bet your just a stuck up B****, that thinks she the best person out here. Let me fill you in, you will never be important to anyone in your life. Maybe your better off getting hurt, or never to be seen again " He was fuming from her words, because he gotten mad.

The young Gryffindor girl simply smirked at the boy's comment. "Who ever said I was trying to frighten you?" she said very simply. Of course it had never been her intention to get dragged into this, but that boy had started everything with her. All she was doing was sitting down drawing and this stuck up snob had to come and ruin her day more than it already was. This was exactly why she hated those kinds of kids, and now that she thought about it, she noticed how much like them Hitame was. Not so much in the rude comments and things like that but in the nasty personality and she realized that if the Sorting Hat hadn't put her in Gryffindor, she would definitely be placed in Slytherin along with this boy. Naomi wouldn't have liked that, she didn't want her sister to become corrupted like these children.

"I am not acting high and mighty. I am simply defending myself from your unnecessary comments. If any one here is acting the way you have just described it is you, and believe me if you keep acting like that someone will be sure to come to knock you off your 'high horse' as you said." Just as she said this Naomi caught sight of her sister's long chocolate colored hair and she smiled. "Like now." she said softly, looking down as his last words sunk into her mind and this time they really did seem to crush her. She knew she wasn't important to anyone and she was only a bother. Maybe he was right, maybe if she just disappeared everyone's lives would be better off without her being there. There even seemed to be a few tears forming on her eyes as she looked down.

Hitame was actually very exhausted from something that she thought wouldn't make her so tired. All the preparations for Naomi's birthday party were finally done, all thanks to her and her friends who were really excited to help with Naomi's party. Especially this one boy who seemed to be very keen on Naomi. Everything was ready in the Room of Requirement, so all that was missing was the soon to be birthday girl and since they didn't want to wait because on her actual birthday they were going to take her somewhere else, Hitame had been sent down to get her sister. But when she went outside to the lake to get her sister, Hitame always knew that Naomi was out there, what she expected to find wasn't what she found. She immediately ran over to her crying little sister, completely ignoring the other presence there for the moment. "Naomi! What's wrong? What happened?" she asked her sister softly, wiping the tears from her eyes. Naomi couldn't answer her all she did was look over Hitame's shoulder at the boy who had caused her to cry.

Hitame looked over and her eyes narrowed immediately at the sight of the person whom she had previously ignored. He was a Slytherin she could tell just by looking at him. Hitame really disliked the Slytherins, and it wasn't only because she was a Gryffindor, no, she disliked them because she knew that most of them moved on to be Death Eaters... like her parents, the parents she hated. Her eyes were filled with a deep hatred that had been forming throughout her life for both her parents and for Slytherins, and she gritted her teeth before she spoke to him. "What did you do to my sister?!" she demanded in a low hissing tone that she only used when she was really peeved off at something or someone.

Alex would just smirk down at her, as he would have just been a arse. He admired her for thinking she was cunning, or was it more temperamental of her. He couldn't tell a difference as he would just get ready to fight back even harder, of course it did remind him when he was younger. He never backed down from a challenge, and he had bravery like a Gryffindor, but he was sorted into Slytherin because of his family ties and what he did. He always had to keep up a appearance afterward, he did it because of certain people in the shadows.

The next set of words amused him, as they seemed to be right. He would not admit it, he was too prideful to even utter the words. It would take many things to make him say anything, of course one of those things were right in front of him. She seemed to finally shut up because of his words, and he thought that he would get the last laugh. It wasn't until that he saw her eyes get watery before she looked down, as he knew that he had made her cry. He clenched his fist as he remembered his mother, one thing he hated the most would be to make a women cry.

He saw some memories of his mother crying flash before his eyes, and he would just clench harder. Just to keep his posture in check, he gave her a sad smile as he wanted to say something. " loo....." Before he could utter a word, another person had gotten to her first. She was wiping the tears from her eyes, and checking on her like she was a good friend or even a sister. Once Naomi was looking over the other girl's shoulder, he looked loss he didn't want her to know that, he turned his head to the side to get himself back into check.

He felt another pair of eyes on him, as he looked at the other girl now. He had put his mask again, as he smirked at her but his eyes were still showing a hint of sorrow in them. He was looking into hers as he saw only hatred for some reason. It reminded him of his father before he finally died, he was always mad at him and his mother for the simplest of reasons. Of course like the old expression he read in a book once, you can't choice your parents.

Finally he snapped out of his daze, as he finally registered her words. She was the poor girl sister, and he would just wonder about her tone. It was quite charming, it reminded him of those slytherin girls when there mad. " Honestly nothing to damaging, just a few words. Of course if just a few words it took to set her off, and she began to argue with me. You should keep her on a leash before she lashes out at any other, poor students for just asking her what she was drawing. Of course the drawing wasn't really something good to praise in the first place. " He said in a tone equal to hers, he didn't mean for it but he needed to get his ego up somehow.

Hitame took a step in front of Naomi as she glared at the boy. Her eyes seemed to darken from the hatred in them and she extended her arm toward Naomi, telling her to give her the drawing the boy had mentioned. The younger girl immediately handed it over to her sister and Hitame glanced at it quickly before giving it back. She took another step toward the boy and fixed her narrowed eyes on his. "My sister is not a dog to be kept on a leash." she hissed at him. "I do not believe that she would start anything with you, after all it is the students from your house that start problems with others." she said in a menacing tone. Her hand was clutched into a fist as she spoke to him. Just crossing words with these people caused her to feel disgusted.

"I know how you people are. I know that you do not seem to recognize any kind of art that is good unless it is something that one of you did at one point." she said. "So if no one asks for your opinion on anything of theirs, don't give it. After all it's not like you can tell true art from crap." she spat at him. She turned around for a moment and went back to Naomi. "Hitame, I didn't start anything with him. I swear! You believe me, don't you?" Naomi said quickly, her eyes wide and slightly puffy from the tears that had fallen. "Hey, don't worry about it Nao. I believe you. Why wouldn't I? I know you, you don't like starting fights with others." Hitame responded.

She looked down at Naomi's drawing and smiled. "As for what he said about your drawing of Train, don't worry about that." she said in a tone that was completely different from her previous one. "It's beautiful, and you really managed to catch every detail of him. You're an awesome artist." she smiled sweetly at her sister. "Thank you. It really is the best one I've done." the younger girl responded. Hitame nodded and pushed the drawing close to Naomi. "Remember what matters is what you like to draw and what you think of the drawing. Not what anyone else thinks about it, okay?" she gave her sister a small kiss on the forehead before turning back to the boy.

"Now I just have one question for you." she said in an already angry tone. She realized that the boy was older than her by a year, and that he was older than Naomi by two years and that was what really made her angry. "What makes you think you can pick on students who are younger than you? And the fact that she is a female student whom you bothered and made cry is worse." she said. "So answer me. What makes you think you have the right to do that? Acting all high and mighty because she's younger, or is it just that you think you're better than everyone else because your a Slytherin? Because if that's it, let me tell you something. Slytherins are the worst House anyone could be sorted into. They are pathetic scum who prey on others weaknesses." she hissed fiercely at him. What she said made her think that they were similar to werewolves for some reason. Those creatures usually did prey on those that were weaker than them.

Alex would not be scared of her, as she stepped up to him. Her eyes were narrowed towards him, and he would only smirk at her. His houses was always causing problems, and he wasn't one to do it either. He was a target of pranks and arguments because he hadn't decided to join up with the "there" group yet. He never was a follower and always evaded any trouble in all. " If you say so, I hope you keep her calm then or else there might be a problem. You choose what the truth is, if you don't believe me then it's your decision. of course it's not the best one" He said playfully back at her, as he didn't want to let her get the upper hand.

" If she wants to draw some anime character, then let her, but that's not my favorite type of art at all " He turned to Naomi as his eyes would look blank, and he wouldn't know what to do. He might as well leave or would he have to say sorry. Women were so hard to understand now a days, and his mother had took him never to make them angry. Now he saw why his mother had warned him, and he didn't know what to do at all.

Alex would listen to her last statement, a question phrased into many words. Just like a gryffindor to talk, before they even know what there talking about. He was also mad at her for comparing him, with those other slytherin minions. He would walk up to her but stopped close to her body, he was now towering over her. He was much taller then her, and his eyes narrowed that was similar to a cat's eye. He looked into her eyes, as moved his hair out of his face. Revealing both his eyes, one was deep color of green, the other was bright yellow. It was strange for anyone to have two different eye colors, well it's a tragic story how it happened, which would be for another time.

Alex would think that running away from his problems was easy, but they come back to bite you later in life. So he might have to decide on this action, now and pretty much he would give her a sad smile at her instead of smirk. " You don't think I know that there the worst, Hell I wanted to be in another house even hufflepuff would have been a better choice. Everyone there is part of a food chain, we takes weakness to make us better because there are people who are stronger. Most of the girls in our house, are always looking for the best looking or rich blokes. The upper-class men take advantage of the younger kids, and whoever isn't apart of the group are shamed or outcasts " He said as he started to catch his breathe for saying so much, he doesn't care if anyone heard his words.

Of course he wasn't done yet, as he wanted to give her the damn answer she wanted. " I didn't want to make her cry, if there is anything I hate the most. It's to make women cry they should be treated fairly, if you knew how much problems I had....it would seem like a walk in the park. I only do it out of spite, towards the other people I know. Only to forget about my life, and act like someone I'm not to get through the day. I've even tried to kill myself a numbe...." He stopped there as he noticed that he was rambling about things, people shouldn't have to know about. He would not budge from towering over her, as he feel many conflicted emotions throughout his whole body. He didn't even notice that he was clenching his hands so much, that there was a streak of blood flowing down.