Aidou knew getting gloriously upset wouldn't do a damn thing (unlike home, where he could have anything he desired), but it still couldn't relieve his mounting exasperation. Today's little riot had ruined everything. Not only had he not spoken with Sasuke yet, but he hadn't gotten to the E class yet, either. The only productive thing had been a brief, cleansing shower at the end of third shift, a safeguard against being in the eye of the public.

Thinking 'at least I'm clean' was even more foolish, since the vampire knew better than to start becoming habituated. Once that happened, one was better off dead. And he deserved better. Having his freedom, having his powers, having his cousin. Better.

Picking a newer book that didn't smell like must, Aidou reclined back in a chair, legs crossed on the seat of another, and put the open novel over his face. The library was at least out of the sun, if not totally quiet--it would do for some much needed rest.