Eyes moving, she noticed Damien sitting by the window as before. Smiling she walked forward to join him. Ivana didn't say anything at first, and began to eat her lunch. It was homemade corn chowder which had been warmed up in the microwave. This particular dish a favorite of Ivana's, it reminded her of home. Creamy and crunchy, warm and delicious, the blue eyed woman savored every single bite.

Once she was nearly finished, Iana lifted her eyes. "So tell me, what do you think of the play so far? I know my students like it quite a bit, though some parts more then others,"Ivana said with laughter within her voice. She was having fun discussing these things.

"I started reading this after giving my students study hall time for class. I'm getting some books in tomorrow that I can give them each an individual copy. Most of the students have taken an interesting in it when I rbought it up, even some that don't care much for school or work" Damien replied.

"That's wonderful! Perhaps we could even throw in some fencing lessons so they can understand the dueling scenes better.." This play, this whole idea surrounding it.. IT seemed to have a mind of it's own. The plans kept expanding, encompassing more and more things. Someday soon, she knew it would have to sop doing so, or she would have to stop coming up with ideas. Shifting in her seat, she felt her leg nudge Damien's and found herself wondering if he had anyone special. Catching herself quickly, Ivana plunged her gaze into her nearly finished bowl of chowder.

Damien thought about that idea "I might be able to get the actual fencing swords with the saftey tips of course" he had a couple of those stored in his closet from years ago. Damien was eating soup again today and took another bite as he said "Well its only wednesday, maybe I can plan for the kids to get into this weekend for the theatre, after that we could possibly start the play." Damien spoke finishing his soup only half way and added "Maybe we can start teaching them of the story today?" The bell rung and Damien stood up throwing his food away with their plastic containers. He didn't feel like finishing them all "Excuse me, I will be right back" Damien smiled leaving the for his classroom.

Raising an eyebrow, she couldn't suppress her laugh. "But my dear! I rather thought we would use épées and not foils, since those are what actors most likely used. A little unconventional to teach them this weapon of the three first.. But it makes sense considering why they are being shown." Humming to herself, she stood and went to clean her bowl. Putting it way in her bag, Ivana returned to the table. She kept wanting to sit beside him, like they had in the café the night before. Really those thoughts were far too inappropriate, especially considering what she was.

"We'll need a little more time, a week at least. Remember, we need to have their parents sign a permission slip, and then too we need to get the buses booked for the field trip." The logistics of it all were mind boggling. Shifting her blue eyes to the book on the table, Ivana absentmindedly leafed trough it. She had more to say, but he left her sitting there with curiosity.

Damien had left not only left the romeo and juliet book on the table but also had some notes in it. When she was flipping through the book a peice of paper folded up had fallen out onto the table. Most of the teachers were talking about their students and how they acted or if they were passing or not so none of them realised she was sitting by herself with a book.

Curiosity pushed her to pick it up. At first, Ivana tried to resist the urge to read it, then finally gave in. Carefully she unfolded the paper. It was wrong of her, and she was probably prying... Still, Damien was so closed off usually, besides it was probably just some notes about some English homework. Having these things settled within her mind, Ivana began to read.

It was more of a letter from someone named Vald. The letter read...

"Dear Mr. Matthew Skylers,

I am sorry to say that this will not be a good letter for you to read. You have asked us for the blood bags in order to keep up your health, but, being one in my position I must say there are none yet to expire for another two weeks. Or even close to expire I should say. If you need any help with anything I do wish you would contact me, I may be older than you, but, I do have a telephone even if it is quite old.

Heh, I just made a joke there with being old. Either way I wish I could do more for you but until two weeks are up I can not. If I come up with something else later I will surely notify you by phone or I will stop by if I have the time in the evening. Just whatever you do, please stay away from other doctors as they will think something is terribly wrong with you.

I believe thats all you asked me for, try not to over do things, and just keep to relaxing other wise you might over do it and get yourself sick enough it may never stop. You may even think about going out for some midnight snack here and there even though I know you dislike that idea.

It might be the only thing to help you out for the next couple weeks. Please keep yourself as healthy as possible and I must say the young mistress you speak of is quite excentric looking. You do not need to come and see me tonight unless you absolutely need to.

-Valdmiri Zyina

With that the letter had ended, it didn't explain much let alone anything unless you chose to read in between the lines. Damien had realised he left the note and the book in the room and decided to take his time going back to reading it. He was doing quite well today, okay a bit paler than yesturday but better.

Blood! Was he an anemic? No, certainly not, then he would have been perfectly capable of getting fresh blood. Worry creased Ivana's fair features at the thought of Damien sickening in anyway. It pained her to think of a friend suffering . Then little things in the letter popped in her eyes, things that were odd and simply didn't seem to fit. A doctor saying not to see others of his profession, midnight snacks... Then the last few sentences caught her eyes and a slight pain filled Ivana's heart. Who was this 'young mistress' who had been spoken of? Certainly not her!

Quickly she gathered her things as well as the book. The letter was clenched tightly in her hand as Ivana walked briskly to Damien's classroom. Without knocking she burst in. "I knew you were sick, but not so much that you needed blood!" Plopping everything down on a nearby desk the blond moved forward with the letter thrust before her. "It was wrong of me to read this I know, but it just fell out of the book. I thought it was notes, just notes about the class. Please forgive me." Ivana was very distraught about the whole deal. Worry emanated from her, pouring from her blue eyes as they fixed unwaveringly on Damien.

Damien had just gotten up to leave the room for his book and note, when Ivana interupted his thougts and bursted into the room catching him off guard. Seeing that she spoke of the letter he sighed shaking his head and waited for her to stop. Once she had quieted down he spoke "You really shouldn't go through anyone's things but it was my fault for forgetting them in the room" it was better for her to see it than all the other teachers, he guessed.

Damien didn't know where to start or how to explain, in fact he didn't think she'd realise just yet what he was or what he had became along time ago. "Its just a simple...illness, thats all Ivana. I'm not like most others and I can't explain how or why, so please don't ask me to" Damien spoke and wavered for her to sit down "Calm down, its not as bad as it seems, this has happened to me before, a couple times now" Damien added in waiting for her to sit.

Disbelief was in Ivana's eyes. Still, she went to sit in a chair and looked at him seriously. "Is there anything at all you might be willing to tell me? I... I'm worried about you." Her elbows were on the desk before her, and her hands were clasped tightly together. The atmosphere in the classroom seemed to be tense, full of unspoken emotions. Ivana's breath was came out a little more quickly then it was supposed to, and blood rushed trough her cheeks as she spoke. She liked him, a lot more then she should have after such a terribly short acquaintance.

"Things about my existence isn't for anyone to know about. Your best bet is to just ignore it and let it be" Damien spoke suppressing a cough and trying not to let it be noticable. "I understand that you are worried about me, but, you don't need to. I've been through this before and no matter what happens, it passes" Damien spoke again looking at her. Something about her was a bit odd, even when she wasn't bright and happy like, she seemed to have an odd glow to her.

Ivana wanted to know, and not just out of curiosity. She had to know, wanted to be able to help him. A little panic ran trough her when she felt the edges of her carefully created blocks fray. Her powers, meager as they were, started shining trough. It was a horrible mess, and all because of this human man plagued with a sickness he would not speak of. Standing abruptly, Ivana went to stand before him. "If you don't tell me anything, I'll just worry more. Why are you so pig headed Damien?" Her blue eyes found his green ones, and pleaded with him to speak.

Damien didn't move or stand, he waited a moment and stood, his eyes fixed on hers, they were a tad dullish looking but his innerself was beggining to show "You don't need to know, if you did I am sure that you wouldn't understand" Damien spoke in a low almost mean voice.

This change in attitude towards her.. It was so unexpected, though it shouldn't have been. She supposed this was a touchy subject, but Ivana simply had to know! "You have no idea what I can and cannot understand." A dangerous tone had slipped into her voice as she took one small step forward. With flashing eyes, she regarded him. Things seemed to have deteriorated so much that her anger had taken hold, she could feel a small pressure upon her back in the spot where wings might be. It didn't matter to Ivana.

His eyes flashed as she said what she had said which, to him, surprised him. He didn't think, someone like her could get angry. He had seen her since the day she first started working here and even with some of her classes as she never really showed anger or annoyance much. Damien's eyes were starting to look more and more like his true self, "And I don't need to" she was pushing him and he was about to say it though he remembered telling someone else and they took off afraid of him getting hit by a car in the street.

A frustrated sound left her. It actually hurt, surprising enough in and of itself considering how long she had lived and pushed away any kind of strong feelings for anyone. Ivana didn't just want to know, she needed to know so she could help. "Please Damien, I'm begging you to tell me. I... I can help, but only if I know what's wrong." Anger and frustration faded from her eyes, which fell to the floor to hide the hurt and concern she felt. "Please..." She couldn't bear it if he died when she could have saved him, couldn't bear the thought of this person who had become so important to her suffering any kind of pain. It was unbelievable, but she was willing to tell him everything, let her wings burst free, if only he would allow her to help.

(I am sooooo sorry its been a bit since I posted)

Damien stood, his things in his bag locked in his desk now as he stood up, they were about a ruler length apart he opened his mouth enough to show her that he was a vampire as he teeth stuck out and shone. "I'm a vampire and if you tell anyone, anyone at all..." he didn't bother finishing that sentence as he saw her expression, that was enough for her. He left using his vampric speed out of the classroom and to his car.

(Not too long though! XD)

Her eyes widened at the sight of his teeth, long and sharp. Ivana was trying to collect herself so she could answer, though she felt a flood of relief run trough her. He would be alright, he just needed blood. Of course, the woman was discounting the fact that by rights they should have been mortal enemies considering what she was, and what he was. Before she could say anything though, he was gone. Closing her eyes, Ivana sighed and went to her classroom. Time had passed quickly and it was already the end of the day. Slowly the young woman walked to her car and drove home carefully. She had a lot to think about. Still, she turned on her computer to send an e-mail.

Damien,

I meant what I said yesterday. If there's anything I can do to help please tell me. Maybe we could meet up some time after school, There is something rather surprising that I need to tell you about myself. It's only fair after you have told me your own secret.

Sincerely,
Ivana

She had to tell him, this other immortal, about herself. Where once Ivana had never thought it possible, she held some small hope. Finishing with her class preparations she went to sleep, surprised that after an acquaintance of three days things had moved so quickly. Soon it would be the week end... Even if they didn't talk during the rest of the week they could speak then.

(Maybe have a time skip to the week end? With one or the other ignoring the other, or maybe he tells her to wait till then?)

(I know but I freak out if I can't reply at least once a day)
(Yea lets do a time skip thingy, sorry this might wind up short)

Damien hadn't bothered with his email, he hadn't even been at school. He called off for two weeks vacation time and the principle gladly gave it to him thinking he always worked too hard. Damien used to teach both day and night classes but soon gave up on the night ones when no one would bother to show up.

The end of the week came, he was sleeping a lot more than usual, only one more week to go, maybe he'd get lucky, and...the door bell rung out of the blue, it was 12:42am on friday morning, dragging himself out of bed he moved to the front door and opened it seeing his friend Valdimir. "Vald, what are you doing here?" Vald shook his head not wanting to speak when one was inside and one was outside. "I'm sorry, you're welcome to come inside" Vald walked in after Damien took a step to the side.

"Here" Vald spoke as Damien closed the door and they moved the living room. "Whats this?" Damien asked "Blood, enough that should last you until the end of the week so I can get you some more. I've been able to sneak out one a day, no one has noticed and since its all I can get, I hope it will do" Vald replied.

Worry plagued her trough the rest of the week. Ivana was distracted in every class, not catching mistakes she should have. It had been days since Damien had come to school and she feared that something had happened to him. Desperately, the woman was able to finagle his address out of the secretary. Thoughts of their last meeting haunted Ivana, making her want to go and apologize for pushing him so hard, for being so annoying! The woman wasn't usually like that, but Damien made her worry so...

Shaking those thoughts form her head, she jammed her cowboy hat onto her head and went to clamber into her Bug. Twisting the keys, Ivana was glad to have put on jeans and a plaid shirt. It meant she could move in a way her skirts would never allow her to do. Quickly, Ivana followed the address and stopped in front of his house. The details of what it looked like escaped her as she went to knock at the door. The blond wasn't even aware of the fact that someone else was there.

(this story is my cause for replying right now lol :D)

Hearing the knock, Damien's voice called out "who's there?" he waited for the reply of the unknown person to call out back. Vald had already been told about the young woman, it wouldn't be safe with her at the house right now, but, at least Vald was there to help. Luckily Damien fed and brushed his teeth before hand, the rest of the bags were now in the freezer.

(Really? I'm flattered!)

Hearing his voice sent a wave of relief trough her. At least, Ivana thought, he hadn't grown so weak to have been taken over by blood lust. "It's Ivana, I was worried when you didn't answer my e-mail and didn't make an appearance at school for the last few days of the week." Pressing herself close to the door, she tried to send out tendrils of her power to find that energy of his. It was hard though, without any true connection between them. Things would have been different if they were actually friends, instead of her following him around like a lost puppy. The thoughts made Ivana feel sad that she did such things, but when it concerned Damien she couldn' t help it.

(yes really, I love rping with you)(I might have a slight idea here)

Damien walked over to the front door and stepped aside "Come in" Vald was in the other room standing and waiting. Damien had closed the door after she stepped inside and glared out others of his kind to stay back. They backed off but he would have to escort her to her house maybe later on.

(Aww, it's fun RPing with you too!) (Cant's wait to see this idea)

Sighing with relief as the door opened, a smile slipped onto her face. Ivana was glad to see Damien, it was as simple as that. Stepping inside, she tried to look at entrance but her blue eyes kept returning to the man beside her. He seemed alright, but it was hard to tell. "How are you doing?" It was difficult to hide the concern which slipped into her voice. Ivana was completely oblivious to Vald's presence, all her energies were concentrated on Damien.