Loke sat there, waiting for a response. It wasn't long before Haruki spoke up, and for a moment just ran through a list of things that he was going to do that day, at what time, where at, and what for. A smirk played at his lips as he listened, wondering if the guy was ever going to get to the point, knowing that this was just how he was in personality. Eventually he did get to the actual response, saying that he was available from around three in the morning to sunrise. "Sure, any time works." He groans under his breath when he was reminded as to what time it was. "Yeah, yeah, I know. And actually I DO have a class, it was just in a different time today." He closes his eyes, and sighs dramatically, but the smile doesn't go away on his face. "Guide, schmide, teacher, schmeacher...Blah...let them find their own way." He looks to Haruki again though, and winks. "But if my dear Haruki suggests it, I GUESS I could go and help..." He disappears for a split second before reappearing right in front of the vampire, reaching out while hanging suspended midair. He pokes Haruki gently on the tip of his nose with his forefinger, winking again. "Sleep well, my special little ray of sunshine." He then sticks his tongue out slightly, before disappearing completely this time, reappearing in the hallways upside.<br/><br/>Standing to the side, he looks around, trying to see if he could spot any drifters or those who looked lost, his arms crossed over his chest, and as usual that fox like grin on his lips, his eyes filled with what looked like mischief. It didn't take long to spot someone after the hallways were somewhat cleared out, and heads over to who it was, helping them out to get to where they needed. Once the kid had left, he looks around to see if anyone else needed any more help, not in any rush to actually make it to his class on time.<br/><br/>In the classroom, Natsu and Akifuko just sat at their desks, bored expressions on their faces, chins in the palms of their hands, glancing every now and then at each other, and looking towards the door when another student entered. So far the teacher was still not there, and it was almost time for the class to begin. This whole thing was giving them an unfriendly vibe, something uncomfortable, and oh so familiar. It made their stomachs hurt, and the uncertainty and slight disgust showed on their faces. Inside they hoped that it wasn't what they thought it was, willing fate to turn direction and go down another path.