Chapter 143 - 142: Let Me Hold Your Hands.

it was the next day, I teleported back to the academy first thing in the morning. I had breakfast with Grandma Lozen since she was pretty busy, so I went to check if she had breakfast or not and then had breakfast with her. Of course, Aetna was with me at that time.

Now I was back at the place where all the people who had applied for the selection had gathered. The selection process is not anything grand. There are only two rounds and even those rounds are public knowledge, there is nothing secretive about those rounds.

Along with me, there was only Aetna and me, the reason being that this time slot was only attached to me and Aetna. The rest of the group was allotted the rest of the time slot.

"Grey, I ----- I am pretty nervous -----I ---- I think I want to drink some blood."

Oi oi, what is this woman is talking about?

I looked at Aetna and soon realized that she was damn serious about being nervous and also about wanting to drink some blood. Since her bloody fang is sticking out at the point. 

"Aetna! ---" I placed my hand over her cheek, "Look in my eyes, and calm down your urges."

Looked at me her pupil suddenly dilated then in an instant it retracted to a smaller size. It was as if she was taking a good look at me. It was as if----- she was looking at her prey.

"Grey----- it's not -----looking at you, it is not helping. It's making it worse, I want ---- I want to drink your blood, Grey!!"

What? now? There are times where she gets the urge to drink my blood, I don't know the reason why. But out of all time, she wants to drink my blood now?

There are many people around us!!

I sighed before asking, "Would you be fine with the just taste of my blood."

To which she vigorously shook her head, her ears has gotten red and so did her cheeks. Her breath was heavier than before and her eyes were fixed on me. 

Using my teeth, I made a cut of my index finger, before placing it in her mouth. She grabbed my hand as she started sucking the blood out of my finger. 

Well, she seems to enjoy it...

Eventually, she looked in my eyes while still sucking the blood out of me and as our eyes met, she got redder than before as a fume of cloud irrupted from her head. She diverted her eyes, but she still kept sucking the blood out of my finger.

Eventually, she stopped, letting go out of my hand, she whispered in a soft tone, "this will be enough,"

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(Aetna's POV)

sucking his blood was nothing new for me. It's not like I do it often. I do it only a few, I try to do it a few times!!!

But there are times, where I can't stop my urge for his blood. I mean it's tasty, Grey's blood is really tasty. But I only get an urge at the times when I ------- when I think of Grey. 

I---- I always think of Grey, of course!! I always think of Grey. But whenever I get --- perve--- Ahem I mean when I look at Grey with dirty thoughts, I seem to get the urge to drink his blood.

I am such a pervert!!! no!!! I am not a pervert!! no, but I am kind of a pervert!!! what is wrong with me!

It's not like I think about holding hands with him or something, I am not that pervert. But it would be nice if we held hands once in a while.

Oh no!! I am such a pervert!!! I shouldn't have dirty thoughts like this, hold--- holding hands! who thinks about things like that! 

There was still a taste of Grey blood in my mouth. I try to drink water after drinking Grey's blood since i love the taste of it. 

By the way, I never thought about--- K- k-k-k-kissing Grey. Never!! never!!! never!!! I am not that big of a perv----

as I was thinking that, I couldn't help but look at Grey's lips. When I think about it, he did put his index finger in his mouth to make a cut in his finger, before inserting it in my mouth. 

Doesn't it mean---------------

"A

in

direct

kiss?"

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(Grey's POV)

it's been a minute since she drank my blood. She seems to have some kind of internal conflict among herself, at least that's what her facial expression is looking like.

Oh, what? she seems to be getting redder with each passing minute, what is she thinking about. I tried to look away since I don't want her to be uncomfortable. 

After the next minute, she seemed to calm down. I guess she is not that nervous anymore. 

as I was thinking that, she looked at me. In instant, a huge cloud of fume burst out of her head, as I heard some faint words. 

"An

in

direct

kiss?"

I looked at her as I asked "An indirect ki----"

I paused, as I realized what she really meant. Looking away, I didn't pursue it any further. But she seems to be getting redder, and she looked pretty nervous.

Is she sick? 

placing my hand over her forehead, "Are you fine, Aetna? do you have a fever?"

She----- her skin is hot...

"Aetna! you have a fever! you should have let me----"

"No no no no!! my body is hot for entirely different reasons. I am totally fine!!!"

I realized why her body was hot. It was obvious to me, I am not that dense. I am aware of it for a while now, but I am not sure how to go on with our relationship.

There are various complications, for starters she doesn't remember her past and it seems like brainwashing. Since she doesn't remember anything, she naturally got attached to me, it is obviously brainwashing.

She----- it's not like----- It's not like I am making reasons. I am aware of my feelings for her, but---

I looked at her, she still seemed highly nervous. I slowly took a hold of her hands,----

She looked at me in shock, averting my eyes, I spoke "What?! I am nervous okay! so please hold my hands."

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{Aetna's POV}

HE HEARD IT!! HE TOTALLY HEARD IT!!!! HE HEARD ME SAYING INDIRECT KISS!!!

what if he thinks that I am a pervert now!!! NO NO NO NO NO!!!

I tried to look away and he didn't pressure it any further. I will try to think about something else!! he will eventually forget about it. 

suddenly Grey got closer to me, placing his hand over my forehead, asked

"Are you fine, Aetna? do you have a fever?"

upon placing his hand over my forehead, his expression got serious as he said, "Aetna! you have a fever! you should have let me----"

"No no no no!! my body is hot for entirely different reasons. I am totally fine!!!"

after that he didn't pressure it any further, he stood with me in line for a good minute before suddenly -------

HE GRABBED MY HAND!!! NO!! he held my hand!!

"What?! I am nervous okay! so please hold my hands." he said as he looked away. 

Cute!!!!! his hand is kind of ------- soft. No, it's really soft.

Holding his hands------------ it is really calming me down. It's not dirty hand-holding, he is just holding my hand because he is nervous. 

The line was keep getting shorted and there were only three people in front of us before it was our turn. The first selection round was taking place in a room and the rest of them had to wait outside.

My turn is before Grey...

Eventually, the three people went by and they seemed to come very much disappointed. Some of them even had some bruises, but it was nothing major. I hope they are fine...

It was my turn to go inside before Grey, he left my hand as he spoke "Good luck Aetna!! and I am waiting for you here, do good!"

"Yes!!"

Leaving his hand, I stepped inside the room. Holding his hand had really calmed my nerves down.

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{Grey's POV}

Aetna went inside, and after a minute she came out. She had a rather disappointed look on her face. I couldn't ask her why, since we are not allowed to talk to the kids who had already taken exams.

As it was my term, I walked towards the room. A man opened the door for me for the room. It was a dimly lit room, well it was also a fairly big room. 

The room seemed like a person sparring room or something, it had a weapon rack and various different things. There was also a ring in the middle of the room.

"Hello there, Kid. Welcome to my exam."

It was the voice of the man who was seated in the middle of the room. His sword was the rest of the ground, the scabbard of the sword was still attached to the sword. Most probably he hasn't used to sword throughout the exam.

He hands his hand rested on the sword and his head was rested on his hands. 

"The first exam is to have a friendly spar with me, I will be evaluating you on the basis of the spar. No student was even able to get me up from this chair, let alone force me to use my sword. Now! come and show me your best, you have only two minutes and your two minute starts now.. Come and fight me."