The spica uniform looked very good on the tall slender young lady though she hated wearing it. White Heeled thigh boots where worn as well as the neat bow replaced to a doppelganger tie. Walking her steps where heavy so that each step echoed as she walked the isles of books she knew where she was going but liked to she's who she could spook as she went along after all this was the secret garden full of secret whispers of love and affection or sounds of pure passion.

As she walked she trained a hand over wooden shelves. Such a dusty place to have a romance she thought. Yet rather then dwell on it she continued to her true dentition. In the very back of the library sat a row of X etoile history books, one in particular drew her blue crystal gaze to meet its books spine which there lie either a old necklace of the etoile or a rather well crafted copy. She placed her once trailing hand to the book but paused.

" Ms. Himeno I didn't take you as one to sneak about, though I guess that's what spiders are known for."

Its not often someone could sneak up on the wolf and actually she didn't realize it that was until a little sound was heard as the ghostly figure had stopped. " That bell will indeed be the reason for you to get caught. "

A smirk held to her lips as she turned. " So why follow a wolf to her cave. "

It was true Haruka had taken this soon to be revealed secret room as her cave a place for some alone time , few knew about it if anyone did.

The secret garden. A location for secret rendezvous, longing caresses and kisses, and where passion sometimes bred something far more than simple schoolgirl romances. Some might find it odd that a library was used for such activities.

Alice wasn't a new face to the secret garden. While she had never visited for its secret purpose, she often stalked about its shelves, whether simply using it for its library purposes or seeking a quiet place to think or even just spying on others and seeing what sort of mischief she could cause. Sometimes she would even find prey among the few loners that found themselves lost in the dim place. Yet her reason for gracing the place with her appearance today was not for any of those previous reasons. Well, originally it had just been to sit in somewhat silence and just tune out from the blizzard of her own mind, until something, or, rather, someone caught her eye.

The snowy spider trailed the wolf silently; even with her high-heels she knew how to step so they made no noise at any step. What was the wolf's reason for being here? Alice couldn't help but ponder as she followed her. She moved as silently as a spider itself, driven slightly by curiosity. Stealth was in her favor, that was, until a certain silver bell around her neck betrayed her. Darn, she'd been caught. Oh well, that happened sometimes. Instead of showing disappointed, she flashed a subtle smirk. It wasn't the first time a bell had thrown her cover.

"I was curious as to what purpose you had here, miss Kumori." She offered vaguely with a bit of a playful tone. Letting her arms drop from their crossed position, she disappeared briefly around a bookcase and reappeared down the isle of another, leaning a little against the old shelves but not enough to sacrifice her stiff, graceful posture. "What an intriguing location for a cave, may I add."

A chuckle was given and a taunting raise of the brow was given. " a interesting place for a cave? Oh so you don't know. "

Turning away from the girl she placed fingers carefully over the book,her pointer finger glided down the gold chain of the necklace as she pulled on the book. A rush of wind weaved around the two girls ankles as the book case moved inward. Crimson hair feathered back as the breeze rose to hit her face as she stepped. In the dim room. " Come on."

She rose a hand to wave the girl closer. The room wasn't very big yet some how cozy. It was a old English styled room with hints of Japanese culture with elegant poems' dancing down paper that was placed on either side of a couch there was a low glass coffee table with light glass roses etched in . There were a few stain glass windows stacked in a corner,seemed like they were kept for reminisce. As a tea set was carefully placed in the middle of the table . The other side of the book case was indeed a book case full of secret journals of old students who were luck to have made it in here, that or written by the creators of this room. It was lite by glass wall oil lantern which Haruka soon lite .

Didn't know what? Frosted orbs watched in mild curiosity at first as the other skimmed a hand down an old book, only to pull on it. What happened next caused those icy blue eyes to widen. As if warped into the scene portrayed by movies or books, the bookcase shifted and retreated back into the wall, sliding out of the way to reveal a hidden room. What was this doing here? The snowy spider almost didn't hear the girl's words.

She peered inside, finding a moderately small room with an interesting set-up. Poems, journals, a tea set, a couch and an artistic coffee table. The room held an intriguing, quaint charm to it. How ironic that a secret room would be in the secret garden of all places. She wondered how many girls knew of this location. Likewise, how many once knew of it. It didn't seem like it was used regularly. At least, not by many girls.

"A secret room..." The ballerina's voice fell quietly off her pale lips. She had silently explored almost every region of the secret garden, yet it had appeared as if she had passed this place up. Astrea had its secrets, but a hidden room in the secret garden was a bit of a surprising one. Still, it looked like a quaint quiet place; not one that many knew of; so she could see why the wolf would chose such a place off the path for her cave. She wasn't sure if she was permitted to enter, so she remained where she was, staring within in heightened yet not fully shown intrigue.

' So your interested little spider. Good. '

Haruka thought as she playfully pulled the girl in shifting they're body's she had the girl on the couch. The noise of the book self shifting shut echoed inside the little room. Looking at her pray that now sat on the couch this room wasn't hard to take control in, it was easy , it didn't take much to pull the girl to the couch and what happened next didn't take time at all. Her body moved over the snowy girl as if a cat clinging on the edges so not to fall in, Haruka's body hovered over the icy body. One knee touched the couch as the other held her up arms either side of the girl she smirked. " So , Alice "

She purred out, loosing the formal last name as shed done up till now. " I hear you need a new dance partner"

She brushed her words out like they were meaningless puzzle pieces for action was her forte as she reached into her school jackets inner pocket pulling out a lovely looking envelop that had the Himeno stamp across its back it . Holding it out for the icy girls light grip to grasp it.

" Its a shame I was going to show you this room so you could take your little flower here and make her squirm , but atlas I guess were fated to be dancing together. So I may as well see if I can make you squirm"

Eyes narrowed playfully as the tip of her tongue glided past sleeted lips that made a sexy smirk rise to the service. She would take action once the note was taken and if it was left in hand she could always use it as a weapon for her teasing.

A spider must always be on there guard. If not, their web could be encroached upon by a predator and easily invaded. Alice had made that foolish mistaken, and in an instant found herself on the couch in the room, pulled by the wolf whom now loomed over her. Alabaster hair flared out like a snow flurry at the quick action. She had been caught off guard, yet she failed to yet the subtle jolt of surprise flash across her face. Now this was a predicament. Instantly, she had felt almost entirely out of control of the situation. Frozen orbs narrowed slightly at first. Even the girl's choice of addressing the widow was casual now.

A new dance partner... Yes, she had been in need of one for sake of the test to prove Jessie and her love for one another. But...how would Haruka have known? Upon seeing the letter, her expressionless facade shattered. Iced eyes widened and a look of slight surprise melted through the ice of her guard. She knew that aristocratic rose-shaped seal.

"That's..." Her monotonous voice trailed off.

So Haruka had been the one her parents had selected to be her dance partner. It seemed almost too... to be coincidental. Trying to frost over what little emotion there was on her face, she averted her ghostly blue eyes and looked away a little to compose herself. She was still angry with her parents, even if they had given both Jessie and her a chance to test their love. "So it seems."

The words left plainly. Such an odd coincidence, if it even was one, that the new partner was the crimson haired girl. She could feel the slightly dimmed flame of anger beginning to ignite again. She had to extinguish it. Replaying the wolf's last words, she let her next ones slip out a bit unconsciously, almost challenging the wolf, "I would like to see you try, my dear."

~ hunted by the past,a nightmare that seems so unreal..
Wish I could turn back time to spare the pain I feel.
And now I've changed ~

Those words echoed in her head like a pleasing melody that had her heart pounding like drums joining the melody as excitement entered her body. This girl was truly a jewel in this school. The icy figure had been a little shocked that Haruka had known about the dancing and this only added to the fire. " As you wish. "

Her eyes didn't leave the playful slanted look as she lowed her craving lips to the girl below her they reached neck as a hand lowed to glide over fabric it reached a rather personal area of fabric, the others chest was touched softly but it had be taken by the paw of the wolf.

Lips parted as the tip of Haruka tongue traced over the porcelain skin. She let her fangs clench down to leave a love bite as she continued she let her lips dance down to grasp the widows first button undoing it much like a cherry's stem the fabric that was one hooked glided apart. Lifting her head she carefully hovered above icy lips careful to leave room heat and cold were making a storm Haruka's lips only inches away as she spoke . " I won't be holding back, so bite while you can. Though know... Your in my inner pack your a jewel in this boating place..i won't leave you alone just because of a bite. Besides your little romance is a fun one to watch. "

Idk how to do this
...so the lyrics on the top are not mine they are from FMA and fit my oc ... I am just a fan .

Nothing but the quiestest of sounds escaped the widow's poisonous lips. This wolf was blunt, and truly did stick to her warning of not being one to hold back. No sooner had her ivory neck been kissed had the section of fabric concealing her chest been unbuttoned. She couldn't feel any pain that might have resulted from the bite; only the pressure and the warmth. It didn't fail to ignite a certain desire within her snowy being, and it was one, when its biological switch was flipped on, was hard to ignore even though every part of her had tensed at the physical contact.

The stormy collision of heat of the other and the chill of her own body was one of the only few things that were on her mind right now. She listened to the warning that was given, and the words that followed. The other's lips were intoxicatingly close. Bite. That was all she felt she could do to seize hold of even a small ounce of control of this situation. Figuerativelly or literally. Without much more forethought, she snaked her hands into the crimson hair and closed the distance between the two pairs of lips. Jessie's warmth was gentler than Haruka's: the wolf's felt like an untamed inferno. Yet that molten heat fueled the widow's own actions. She kissed the girl for only a second before biting down on her lower lip like she had done before. Although this time, she hadn't done it gently. The rough bite soon morphed into a brief, almost playful lick to the wounded area.

Letting the bite-kiss break, she narrowed her eyes in a bit of a mischecuous way, though her facial features still expressed virtually no emotion. All relied on her eyes for now in regards to reaction, unless a sensitive area was contacted or the wolf continued to be as bold and blunt as she was. Alice was beginning to feel a little warm herself by this point. She had never fainted during any such sinful moments, though it was never ruled out as a possibility. Gliding a hand down the warmer body above her; tracing its flow and build; she spoke softly, in a more sort of seductive teasing tone, "Such confident words. If you can keep my interest...then don't hold back."

Temptress. Minx. Alice knew what she was and perhaps what her choice of words would lead to if this were to continue further. Yet she was challenging the wolf; challenging her in her own den; even though she disliked contact and being out of control. Although her mind was occupied on something different at the moment.

The bite was given, it was harsh, and Haruka could even slightly taste blood, not that it showed . The lick how ever was a bit of a surprise, not unwelcomed however. She licked her own lip again, though focusing purely on her lower one. She felt as a cool hand glided over her torso, though the touch could barely be felt over the bandages that held to it. Words seductively left the others lips , so she wasn't afraid to go on,if Haruka cared although she almost began to laugh aloud . This girl , was she truly loyal to her little pink flower.

Haruka puzzled on this for a moment such a dare given by someone bound by love. Though once thought about it more, Haruka concluded, love was a silly thing, but it was separate from seduction, from passion. You can feel such things alone let alone with another around. So even if this snowy girl loved Jessie passion and seduction could still happen with another though it mostly came up using another word " Lustful aren't we? "

The crimson haired tomboy spoke out, yes lust would be the real word for what was happening. Though the girl before her being in love with someone could still be used in this game. She lowered her lips to meet mirrored cold ones and began the passionate dance. Her hand that was once placed across fabric moved to undo more buttons gliding past fabric it now was back were it started though much less was between skin and paw.


The twisted game of the sinful act continued its dance. Yet soon lips and a rather playful paw let there grasp fair away from what they held. The porcelain doll below was held by a thread of saliva but that too soon broke away. A click was heard.

A photo of a rather seductive sight had been taken by Haruka and a phone slid back into her pocket. " It is my trade mark after all... All the ones who interests me are captured in film"

She spoke her thought aloud.

Lustful. That was a word the widow was quite familiar with. She felt that in this moment. Lust was what drove the widow to act as she did; sometimes to touch and play like she was so fond of doing. It was why she sinned and was so far from redemption in the eyes of purity itself. Although, at the mention of the word, the widow did nothing but give a quiet, playful scoff. It wasn't a very ladylike sound, even at a barely audible volume, yet this wasn't a very ladylike situation either...

"Perhaps." She mused in return.

An intimate dance all too familiar had soon began. Though instead of leading it, Alice was in the opposite role. Quiet sounds every once in a while threatened to escape her throat, yet she was thankful for the other's lips on hers to stop them from coming out. Her body felt much warmer now under the wolf's touch. It was starting to make her feel a little light-headed.

Soon, those warm lips pulled away, and a click was heard. Iced eyes narrowed in amusement and analyzation.

Both seemed like photographers of sort; Jessie of a more traditional standpoint while Haruka seemed a bit more...malicious if not just more focused on a more personal side of photography. The spider could only pant softly for a moment as she tried to compose herself.

"As long as you don't plan to flaunt that around campus." Not that her heartbreaking reputation was much to uphold, but she didn't want to be viewed as vulnerable, nor let the eyes of a certain beloved pink haired pup see it. It had to be the first time she felt a little guilty playing around so shamelessly like this, but she couldn't help it. It was just her flirtatious, lust-influenced nature.

" well that depends souly on you, you see the last photo i had i almost leaked it to the secret gossip writer, now i do wonder does your little pink flower read such things ?"

Haruka smirked and slipped the photo into her school jackets inner poket. With a slow exhale of breath her blue ice eyes looked down at the window " enough of this black mail , i dont wish to ruin your mood so soon , why dont we do as your parents request , and dance "

With one final langthed out kiss Haruka slowly stood up moving a few locks of crisem hair that had fallen in her line of sight away as she held out a hand for the other to take , her darkened look didnt leave the other it was still playful yet she was defently trying to match Alices domantent stair.

Lets see who wins this game , the wolf thought . "Lets write this fairy tail togeather my dear , and see whos the fairest of them all, will the heartbraker spider be the true evil or turn into the ice prince charming , though theres always the case of the painful bite of the big bad wolf

Alice wondered too. She herself had little interest in the gossip letters unless she could use it for her own gain, be to manipulate someone later or bring a particularly troubling rival or prey to their knees. Though there was little joy in having the threads of delicate information handed to you. Working for it and slowly draining it out of the target through clever psychological and physical manipulation was much more engaging. At least to the spider.

That's right. Haruka was to be her substitute dance partner for the time being. Alice still found it to be a strange coincidence. There were quite a few dancers at Astraea, though the wolf had been selected. The spider didn't invest too much in thinking how or why, though she couldn't stop wondering how the whole thing was arranged. Regardless, she had to honor the test and whatever came with it. She had to prove her newfound love was true. For Jessie and for their budding relationship. Once a final kiss had been initiated and returned, Alice elegantly sat up and adjusted herself. She smoothed her snowy hair and buttoned what had been undone, deciding to leave the top one half-undone. It wasn't quite elegant, but yet, the previous events hadn't been either.

Her icy gaze flowed to the hand that had been offered. Who would be the fairest. Yes, that would be the question. This might be the big bad wolf, but she was no little red riding hood. Perhaps she'd be the hunter in this story. Though in this tale, she couldn't end the wolf, no, the wolf was needed alive. And being the spider she metaphorically cast herself as, she needed not worry about the wolf's fangs. Or at least she believed for now. She had forgotten the important rule of never turning your back on a wolf. Strike one for now, she guessed, but she hadn't been bit yet.

A slight smirk graced the chilled lips and she eventually slipped her much colder hand into the one that was offered. "Let us then, dear. Though no little red riding hood am I." Her words flowed out coolly, yet almost with a bit of a mysterious, frosted edge. In the imaginary snowscape of her mind, she cocked the fairytale hunter's gun.

Laughter could be heard it the small room, it bounced off the walls " right you are, you are far from red riding hood if anything that be your little flower, guess the better question is am i really the only wolf."

Haruka let the words slitger out from her lips as she took Alices hands she let them to the entrance of the room and pulled the book, the door opened just enough to slip though. Most wouldnt noticed but if either of them had a bust theyd have a rather hard time getting though. Yet when haruka slipped though there lay even a gap between her and the door. Once back into the main library Haruka gripped Alices hand a bit tighter as they left the libary.

Once out the cool breeze hit them both, Haruka's icy gaze peered around then stopped , she walked them to an empty area of stoned ground right behind the building and looked at Alice " This good enough my deer ?"

Haruka spoke with a soft tone as she got them into the dancing poison, her one hand kept its firm grip on Alices icy hand as her other hamd pulled Alice closer gently laying on Alices hip, ready waiting . Unlike Jessie she had perfect posture for a leader, feet ready, she vibrated heat from her body yet it was more like frost burn rather then a fire .

Alice offered a slight, brief smirk. Even if the snowy widow, too, was a wolf at heart in that fairytale, she would protect her pink haired lover rather than harm her, even if sometimes she would have to protect her from herself, no matter the outcome of the original story. She let her hand be taken by the other and guided out of the curious room. It was intriguing, yet didn't surprise her much that such a room existed after all in the mysterious library now that she thought about it. It was nicknamed "The Secret Garden" after all, though mostly because it was used for secret rendezvous with lovers across the three schools. Slipping through the door proved effortless to the albino girl. Her frame was slender and light and though maturity had already dominated most of her features, mainly facial and her curvaceous figure, her young age and youth still left for much more blossoming in other areas.

The trek through the library was quick and uninterrupted. Alice glided along silently and elegantly, her dress flowing about her knees with each graceful step. She didn't see many couples in the brief moments she decided to glance around, though it was a bit of a spacious library, and there were many places to hide and whisper the affections of ones hidden love. The breeze outside ruffled the snowy fringes of hair gently and the dancer closed her eyes for just a moment, never stumbling as she followed. When she opened them, she found that Haruka had guided her behind the building. It was a nice area and would suffice. She gave a nod of agreement. "Quite."

With not a moment to waste, Alice found herself whisked into the ever familiar waltz position. She took a moment to examine Haruka before adjusting. Haruka's stance was confident and lacked imperfection. Just like her warmth, it was different than Jessie's. Alice had tried not to let her mind independently wander too much to the pink haired girl since they had last seen each other, as her parents had ordered for them not to see each other until their tests were completed, and now she realized why. She missed her. It was a little difficult for the prideful girl to admit to herself, but it was honest and genuine. She wondered how Jessie was doing and how she was holding up, though quickly severed the curiosity. If she dwelt too much on her, the slightly lonely feeling would only become a bit worse. So instead, Alice conformed to the follower's stance, letting a frosty hand rest on the crimson haired girl's shoulder while the other hand gently clasped the other's. She brought her ghostly blue eyes up to Haruka's face and waited, keeping her own stance light and flexible. Out of habit due to ballet, she rose up on her toes just a little to make it easier to glide in her movements and make quick adjustments in footwork if need be to stay in sync.