Hikaru Fujioka's Story

Hinata was forced to wake up a whole two hours before his usual time where he'd get out of bed. Of course it was tiring, but he couldn't help it since his mother literally tore the sheets off of him and forced him to get up, "Hinata, dear! Rise and shine! Today you've got a job to be running to!" She shouted before slamming the door shut behind her, making sure the loud noise work her son up.

She said she had a reason to do so, and that was for her son to go to the orphanage to talk with the children since he didn't get much time in. And so he did so, since it was his family begging him to go. Hinata loved his family too much to not listen to their request.

Along the way, though, he got into some trouble with another gang, like usual. Of course he had his bat in his hand and was swinging it around, trying his best to cover his face for his identity to remain unknown, but in the end, like always, he won.

He then finished his fight with that gang, his face being shielded the whole time, and headed for the orphanage, even though it was a school day. Like every time, the children swooned over him and kept on asking him to play with them, while he continuously shook his head and said no, even though, in the end, he obviously played with them, reading them stories, tossing them in the air. Hinata always got along with the children, despite how cruel he was.

Finally, he ran his way back to the school club, using up most of his breath, and for once, he didn't run into trouble. While he entered the school gates, a bunch of students began to avoid him, usually knowing him as the trouble maker. Hinata walked casually into the hallways, then burst the door into the club room, asking, supposing to be a sort of introduction though he was never really good at those, "And what kind of supernatural stuff are we going to learn about today, huh?"




Era woke up later than usual, again. She had watched one of the latest horror movies, and one of the jump scares made her scream so loudly she got a lecture from both her parents and even her younger brother. Because it frightened her, she didn't get much sleep the night before, so she was sleeping in a little more than she usually would.

But what did wake her up was the loud alarm clock she set up for herself. Tiredly, Era raised her hand and slammed it down onto the alarm clock. Although her personality hardly changed, waking up was always the tough part for her. The bags underneath her eyes were pretty much darkened because of how little sleep she got, which was only three hours, and her hair was messy. She didn't even change out of her formal clothing.

Since her parents were at work and her brother already headed to his school early, Era was left alone to make her own breakfast and do things she'd usually get her mother to do since she was laziest in the morning such as also make the breakfast (Since Era is terrified of fire she always finds something like cereal to eat instead and maybe everything else in the pantry) comb her hair and drive her to school.

But that wasn't the case, so she lazily wobbled out of the house, her glasses laying atop her head despite how much she chose not to use them, and her bag slung over her shoulder which had keychains of little bears and other animals she favored. Although the school required uniforms, Era always stuck to her own formal clothing, often getting in trouble because of such, but not caring nonetheless since after two years of being at the same school, the teachers got used to ignoring her bad habit.

Though honestly, Era kind of looked like a zombie. She slouched a little as she walked, she looked tired as heck, and seemed to have been moaning for food. Cereal never really fed her in the morning, and without her mother, she pretty much went hungry. Sometimes she'd cry over how little food she'd get, and she felt like she was on the verge just that morning, but sucked it up, telling herself she'd probably ask someone at school for food and hopefully get what she had been searching for ever since she woke up.

Why does the sun have to be so ... Bright?

Uma grimaced, her hand lifting to fall over her emerald eyes. Her mind would logically explain why the sun was, well, bright, but in her sleepy state, she didn't really care. She was grumpy and tired, and really couldn't find the energy to care to explain to herself the answer to her question.

"Uma, get your ass out of bed before I come in there and kick it!"

Ugh ... Anya, please, for once, just be quiet ... Besides, I'm the older sister ... You shouldn't be able to order me around ...

Of course, those were the inner Uma's thoughts, and not the Uma that her friends knew.

She jerked awake as those thoughts intruded her mind, and hidden under the dark warmth of her covers, she shot up onto her hands and knees. Her hair was in a tangled mess around her head, and it was quite obvious that that would occur every night during her slumber.

With a toss of her hands, she threw back the blanket and let out a puff of sleepiness. Her hand lifted and rubbed at her right eye, riding herself of the last bit of slumber, and with a tiny yawn, she clambered out of bed.

Only to get tangled in the bed sheets and flop face-first onto the hardwood floor. She let out a soft groan, half on the bed and half off, which is what her sister saw when she slammed the door open, her bright orange hair matching her fiery temper.

"God, can you be anymore of a klutz? Vampires are supposed to be extremely agile and lithe, and you're the complete opposite! Jeez, why can't you just take that stupid rosary off for good and let the real Uma out?"

The door slammed shut again, and Uma laid their for a moment, staring after her sister and rubbing at her red chin.

"Can you be anymore of a mean little brat, Anya? Jeez ..."

She finally managed to push herself up from the cold floor and untangle herself from the sheets, somehow managing to strip off her pajamas in the process. She crossed her room in her underwear and bra only, her feet patting quietly on the floor, and made quick work of redressing herself in the school uniform.

She had been working late at the hospital the night before, having had to fill in for one of the nurses, who was out sick that night. She had been placed in charge of ensuring that each and every person got their medication and at the correct time, along with caring for and entertaining the sick children that were in too much pain to sleep, and who were not allowed sleeping medication due to their conditions. She hadn't minded, of course, but that didn't mean that she wasn't exhausted now. That occurred more often then not to her, however, so she grown used to it.

She was just slipping on her shoes when Omoshi cracked open the door, a hand over his eyes.

"Are you decent, dear sister?"

"I'm dressed, Omi."

The door opened further and Omoshi stepped in, devilishly handsome with his snow-white hair, the exact same color as hers in her true form. His eyes were bright red in that moment, due to his refusal to wear contacts at home, and they studied her as if looking for something that wasn't currently there.

His head dropped a little before he shook it. "You should be leaving, Uma. You and Anya both, lest you be late for school," he said softly, retreating back into the hall. Uma stared after him for a moment, before nodding a bit. "Yes, big brother," she mumbled. She snatched up a brown leather jacket and her messenger bag, before rushing from the room and down to the kitchen. It was there that she grabbed her and Anya's lunch, along with the second one that she always made in case Era was hungry - which happened more often then not, once again. Immediately afterwards, she removed several cans of tomato juice, which she poured into three water bottles and stuff into her bag, one of which she kept out. She drank it as she walked, her stomach growling and her jaw aching with hunger.

Along with nursing the night before, she had been out hunting once again with her brother, and had managed to take out three rogue vampires in the process, two of which were in mid-kill, and the third was merely stalking out prey. Her shoulders slumped as she walked to school, her eyes half-closed with sleep, and her face showed how exhausted she was. It wasn't long before she reached the bus station that she and Anya would take - who was quite a few feet ahead of her in an attempt to avoid walking with her - and they both boarded the bus after flashing their passes to be on it. Uma chose a seat near the front while Anya chose one near the back, giving a snake-eyed look at two young men who eyed her up and down.

When they reached the school, Uma was the first one off, but Anya shot up and ahead of her like a freight-train. Uma made her way to the club-room, though, and walked inside immediately after Hinata, who she slapped lightly upside the back of his head as she passed, her expression that of someone who had gone through the same process for far too long.

"You really need to get better people skills, Hinai-nai," she said, using the nickname for him that she'd had since child-hood, and the same nickname that managed to rile him up and piss him off. She turned to the rest of the room, her grumpy, tired state obvious by her actions and words.

"I was wondering the same thing, though. What are we covering to-"

She cut off on the last word as her eyes fell on the papers that were littered across their study table, which held all information on the creature or creatures that they would be covering that day.

"Vampires? But ... Why vampires? Vampires are so overrated. They've been overdone way too often ... We should cover something else, okay?" she said with a slightly-nervous laugh, already straightening the papers together in an attempt to organize and put them away.

"Ouch!"

She held up her index finger as a thin line of blood appeared. It bled for a few milliseconds, but she quickly shoved her hand behind her back, the skin mending itself almost as quickly as it had begun to bleed. She let out another nervous laugh before turning back to the papers.

"Let's cover ... Um ... Fairies! Yes, fairies! Fairies are a good idea!"

A bundle of blankets twitched and suddenly in the middle sat a girl with long wavy red hair.. Her expression impassive, and her body frail. She remained still as if she waiting for something- RING. The alarm. Slam. With that, She slipped out of bed and began to get ready for school. They had clubs after all. Slipping on her uniform and washing up, she sat down to enjoy some breakfast- A whole loaf. Yes. She was a huge eater, but for some odd reason, she never gains anything. Its like a black hole.. Lucky her~
Anyhow, after a few surprisingly short seconds, she left an empty plate and started off to school. It was a short walk, and she got to her destination rather quickly. A few waves here and there, but she made it a priority to get to the club first. Once she made it down the hall, she peeked out from behind a couple of people standing near the doorway. Looks like they just got here too.

"Good Morning." She greeted quietly, wondering what the fuss was about. Something about changing topic? Fairies? She looked at Uma and blinked. She was always like that, and Miyuu felt like she was hiding something. She wasn't sure what it was, but she was sure enough to know that it isnt anything that would hurt her or anyone. They were all friends after all.
Holding the normal, impassively soft expression, she glanced at everyone who arrived. Hinata, Era, Uma, Ryuuji, Letty, and finally Quincy. Few more have yet to arrive, until then however.. She sat down and brought out a box of choco pocky. One of her favorite snacks~ It was sweet, crunchy and cute. Plus she can share.
As if it was natural, she ate with such delicacy and lady like manners. A habit she supposed. As she chewed, she held the box out for anyone to take.