((Yeah, the next night.

I don't know what to write. ;c))

It was the next night, and Crystal couldn't sleep again. She knew that trying to sleep was useless, so she decided to go for another walk. She changed into her regular clothes, grabbed some keys and a flashlight, and headed for the door. She didn't need to turn on the lights this time since she made sure to take her flashlight before going downstairs. When she opened the front door, she put the flashlight on the floor since she figured she wouldn't need it when she went outside. Then, she began her walk.

She wasn't too far from home when she noticed the Olavi, which made her want to run back home. Not him again! She came out here for a walk, not to talk with him again. She continued to walk, and hoped he wouldn't notice her. She heard him talk to a tree like yesterday, and decided he was definitely a freak. Yep, definitely. No sane person would ever make friends with a tree.

"He's like a overprotective father, for Gods sake! He's always following me and trying to get me to 'talk' to him, whatever that means. And he's been stalking me recently! I can't go anywhere without him being ten feet behind me. And then when I argue with him, he'll hurt me before being all lovey-dovey and crap." Olavi snorted, not noticing Crystal. He sighed and layed the back of his head on the bark of the tree and closed his eyes.

When he opened them a few minutes later, he noticed Crystal and saw she was giving him a funny look. "Hello!" He called to her happily, all irritation he had a few moments ago washed away. "What are you doing here again?"

((I wonder how this romance is supposed to work out if Crystal thinks Olavi is a freak. :P))

Crap. He saw her. "I couldn't sleep," she said, looking irritated at him. "I guess I have insomnia or something." She looked at the tree he was talking to, and wondered why he even talked to one in the first place. They can't hear you, and don't even answer. Talking to tree is basically talking to nothing. She looked back at Olavi, the annoying freak, and then something hit her. What if she couldn't sleep tomorrow? Or the day after? Wouldn't that mean she has to go for a walk every night? But then she'd have to see the freak every single night! She resisted the urge to curse, and hoped that maybe she wouldn't see him again.

[[ It'll work.... somehow...]]

 "Is.... Is something wrong, Crystal? You almost look like you're in some kind of shock." Olavi observed. He realized that he was being rude. "Would you like to sit with me?" He offered politely. Or, at least he thought it was polite. As already noted, he didn't know much and therefore didn't really know what could be considered polite. So he just watched her to see how she acted to his offer.

[[Short post is short...]]

[[lol, it's the middle of the night, Crystal. Who would be out to see you?]]

"It's nice out tonight." He said. "Yeah, I know it's cold and everything, but it reminds me of my homeland. It was always cold there. I miss the cold and snow." Olavi was pretty much talking to himself now and didn't care what the human girl beside him thought. He could hear her heart beat and the blood rushing through her veins, they were so close.

"Why didn't you stay in your homeland, then?" Crystal asked, frowning questioningly. "I could bet that where you used to live is so much better than this stupid neighborhood." She sighed in a bored manner, and looked at all the houses in the neighborhood. Then something came to her head. Did Olavi live around here? She hadn't seen him around here until yesterday. Maybe he just moved here or something? She looked at Olavi. "Do you live around here?" she asked, still retaining her cold personality. She made sure she didn't sound like she was happy or anything, because she wasn't.

Olavi moved his legs to his chest. "I left because I had to. My psychology teacher offered to take me away and I accepted. I was being stupid and I can't go back on my actions and return. No one I know from before is still alive there, anyway. And I don't exactly live over here." He chuckled at her interest. "I live at the hotel about twenty walking minutes away."

The hotel he and his maker lived at was five stars and was very popular among the rich. Olavi was surprised when his maker had told him that they were actually staying somewhere nice for once. The hotel wasn't exactly cheep, and Olavi didn't want to know where his maker got the money from to afford it.

"Sort of," Crystal said. "I mean like, you talk to trees, and you hang around here at night. Most rich people wouldn't talk to trees or hang around at night." Then she heard a rustle noise. She looked around, and saw a raccoon jump out from a bush. Since when did raccoons hide in bushes? They were usually hanging around the trash cans looking for leftovers. It looked at Crystal, but soon scurried over to a trash can and nearly knocked it over.

"Only vampires stay up at night," Crystal said, now eyeing him like he was a weirdo. "And who teaches at night? Is your teacher a vampire or something? I mean, vampires aren't real, but that's just weird."

((My younger sister is playing wretched music and I can't concentrate. D;))

[[what music?]]

Olavi laughed nervously. "If he is, he hasn't bitten me yet." Olavi thought for a second, trying to think of the last time he was bitten. "Wait... He did bite me that one time, but he was being weird and he didn't draw any blood. I believe in vampires."

((She has some mini-piano toy and she's hitting random keys like crazy. ;c))

Crystal gave Olavi a strange look. "Uh... what?" She blinked, and looked a little bothered. Even though he hadn't said much, it took her a while to process what he had said. He didn't bite him? Wait, what? So he did bite him? You believe in vampires? She blinked in a somewhat confused way, and then looked at Olavi. She could tell something was wrong. What he said really messed with her brain. She understood what he was saying and everything, but what worried her was that vampires might actually be real. His teacher stays up at night, so does Olavi, and he even said he believes in vampires. And that nervous laugh.... Crystal was starting to get scared. "Do vampires exist...?" she asked quietly, looking at Olavi with a somewhat frightened look.

[[ah... lol, I love doing that.]]

Olavi could feel the fear pretty much roll of the girl's body. "Y-yeah, of course they do. Haven't you ever heard of that sickness that makes people allergic to sunlight?" He stuttered out. Crap, crap, crap, crap! Dear Gods, don't let her find out, I pray to you, don't let her find out! He piratically screamed in his head. Oh, he was so screwed. Olavi knew that he shouldn't have mentioned anything! He should've just stayed with his maker and all of the man's strange ways. None of this would've happened if he had been able to shut up and know when to quit talking!