The reconstruction of Cross Academy had been headed by Zenith. He had implied to not change anything about the architecture and even the layout of the many buildings. But at the same time, he had implied to create a memorial for those who have suffered from the nightmare. This was his firm request which was done without any troubles. Many had posed questions to this gesture of his. It had not been publicly known that he was the caused of the tragedy. Most of the people knew that it was a ghastly terrorist attack and so on. But behind the cover-ups, the hunters and even the vampires knew what he had done. Well, the Rosenkreuz pure-blood did not hide or deny his involvement where most of the survivors which included the three people who survived had stated that he was the one behind such great sadness and pain.
Now, here he was again. The same sceneries. The same scents. The same uniforms. However, everything had now changed. On the outer appearance, everything was standing at a still. Inside, the chains and the consequences of the day will be forever etched. The stairs which he had climbed upon were broken and completely asunder when he had left this burning academy a year and a half ago. This time, there were no traces of such destruction. It was easy to rebuilt objects. But, it would never be easy to regain what has been lost. He would agree. It was priceless and countless. Those lives will never be taken back.
Eyes of golden which rivaled that of the blinding sun gazed at the three individuals standing before him with the usual impenetrable and emotionless look of his. He could tell that what happened from that day changed them. Why would it not? In front of Yamazaki, he killed the former Headmaster and showcased her that her life can easily be taken by him. Fujiwara, he had ordered O to kill the previous Hunter President but her brother, her cousin was caught in the middle resulting in the boy's death. In the end, he was the one responsible for that. To Tsukino, they never had any concrete relationship which was the same with the two girls. But he knew well, he is but a vile creature to the eyes of his former roommate. At the same time, he had declared to them that he will be their enemy from then on. Yes, it still stands as of now. He is the enemy.
Looking at the bands around their arms, they seemed to have attained the position as prefects once more. It was also the same with Yamazaki. Surprising, yet it never showed at all in any of his gestures. It was the same as always. He was still a blank in terms of his emotions. Although, he does understand why they had chosen to be so. More than that, he was quite intrigued as to why they had returned to this Academy. But then again, it could be said the same to him. They all have their reasons and they all have different paths to choose. After doing so, he calmly looked at the three once more. He had been informed that he will be escorted to the Headmaster first and then to his class. But, he was not informed about the detail of having bodyguards. “You must be the ones that will take me to Headmaster Jackson.”
His usual distant and polite manner of speaking was still the same. It was like the pure-blood had been frozen in time. His Cross Academy white uniform fitted him still perfectly. It was without doubt that he will be be quite popular with the populace of the academy once more like in the past. The only difference in his appearance, the rumored signature accessory was now revealed for all to see. His necklace with a crystal pendant rested perfectly at the center of his chest. It caught the gentle rays of the sun making it radiate various colors much like a prism would. This was an important token to him, very precious. Just like this, he does not appear to be such a dangerous being or even the one responsible for such a heinous crime. But, he was. He truly was.
He did not say anything further and waited for the three to escort him. O was not with him at the moment. He had asked his familiar to do a little errand for him. But, O will be joining him later in the day. Once, the three began to lead him which was not really needed. After all, the four of them knew this place more than anyone here at the moment could. But, this was a duty and a formality. Because, their situation has now completely changed. He was not simply a student anymore. He had become a criminal and now the Ruler of Vampires. For them, he was now an enemy. They were now out to claim his life. It made him wonder if he could still leisurely fall asleep as he had done in the past.
Following the three, Zenith did not say or do anything along the way. Although, some of the students who lingered the hallways did blush at his sight. There were even some whispers which his hearing could pick regardless. They were complimenting how beautiful he is, how hot he is, and if he was single or taken. Humans do really have a simple track of mind. They were enviable in that matter. Upon arriving at the Headmaster office, he entered and felt a certain sense of familiarity not towards someone but of this place. It was here he had ended the life of the former Headmaster. It was here he had claimed to be an enemy. "It is good to know you have arrived safely, Rosenkreuz-san."
This man is known to him. He was the one at the School Festival, the one who had warned him with such riddles. He was involved with that boy. There was no definite proof but, he concluded this. So, this was now the person in-charge of this school. “We have met.” Zenith stated with his trademark of a monotone voice. Hughes was now before the pure-blood and was about to offer a handshake. But, yes that was true. They had met. He lowered his hands and offered a small smile instead. "Yes, I was at the school festival. Sometime, one could laugh how life can twist everything around." Zenith remained motionless for a good minute before speaking further. Clearly, he did not show any sign of apprehension but that is what the pure-blood does best. He never shows anything. “Zenith Kline Rosenkreuz, it is nice to meet you officially.”
Hughes cannot help but find Zenith rather amusing. Sora was also the master of controlling and hiding emotions. However, this white-haired pure-blood was different in the way he presents himself. It was very entertaining. He reached out his hand to him. "Hughes Jackson, I share the same sentiment. Welcome back to Cross Academy." Ending the handshake, Hughes looked at the three prefects around the Pure-blood King. This was the beginning of their duty. At the same time, the start of something else without a doubt. This much he could tell. "Everything had been prepared prior to your arrival. I don't think I need to introduce the prefects to you anymore." Zenith gave a nod at this. There was no need for introductions and he also did not removed his eyes on Hughes' face.
"I would not delay you four anymore. They would be escorting you to your class and will serve as your guards until you get used to things here." Hughes stated without much dissonance in his tone. As for Zenith, he was not informed of this. Furthermore, there was no need for such things. He was truly a new student to begin with. “There is no need for that.” Hughes knew that Zenith would say that. He took a deep breath and met those golden eyes that revealed nothing about its owner. "There is." There was strength and seriousness in the way Hughes released those words. From that, Zenith knew this man was not to be trifled with even more so from his interactions with Hughes during the festival. Whatever game was being played right now, they were currently at a stale.
A moment of silence before Zenith conceded to such arrangements. His answer was a mere nod which made Hughes smiled brightly something so similar of the previous Headmaster. "I'm glad we came to an understanding. Now, off to classes you four and have a nice day." With that said, the four of them were ushered out of the office. Zenith looked at the class card handed to him a moment ago. This depicted his schedules as a student. More importantly, he looked at the three meant to be his guards. Well, there was another term to that. “Shall we go, Ms. Fujiwara, Ms. Yamazaki, Mr. Tsukino.”
Now, here he was again. The same sceneries. The same scents. The same uniforms. However, everything had now changed. On the outer appearance, everything was standing at a still. Inside, the chains and the consequences of the day will be forever etched. The stairs which he had climbed upon were broken and completely asunder when he had left this burning academy a year and a half ago. This time, there were no traces of such destruction. It was easy to rebuilt objects. But, it would never be easy to regain what has been lost. He would agree. It was priceless and countless. Those lives will never be taken back.
Eyes of golden which rivaled that of the blinding sun gazed at the three individuals standing before him with the usual impenetrable and emotionless look of his. He could tell that what happened from that day changed them. Why would it not? In front of Yamazaki, he killed the former Headmaster and showcased her that her life can easily be taken by him. Fujiwara, he had ordered O to kill the previous Hunter President but her brother, her cousin was caught in the middle resulting in the boy's death. In the end, he was the one responsible for that. To Tsukino, they never had any concrete relationship which was the same with the two girls. But he knew well, he is but a vile creature to the eyes of his former roommate. At the same time, he had declared to them that he will be their enemy from then on. Yes, it still stands as of now. He is the enemy.
Looking at the bands around their arms, they seemed to have attained the position as prefects once more. It was also the same with Yamazaki. Surprising, yet it never showed at all in any of his gestures. It was the same as always. He was still a blank in terms of his emotions. Although, he does understand why they had chosen to be so. More than that, he was quite intrigued as to why they had returned to this Academy. But then again, it could be said the same to him. They all have their reasons and they all have different paths to choose. After doing so, he calmly looked at the three once more. He had been informed that he will be escorted to the Headmaster first and then to his class. But, he was not informed about the detail of having bodyguards. “You must be the ones that will take me to Headmaster Jackson.”
His usual distant and polite manner of speaking was still the same. It was like the pure-blood had been frozen in time. His Cross Academy white uniform fitted him still perfectly. It was without doubt that he will be be quite popular with the populace of the academy once more like in the past. The only difference in his appearance, the rumored signature accessory was now revealed for all to see. His necklace with a crystal pendant rested perfectly at the center of his chest. It caught the gentle rays of the sun making it radiate various colors much like a prism would. This was an important token to him, very precious. Just like this, he does not appear to be such a dangerous being or even the one responsible for such a heinous crime. But, he was. He truly was.
He did not say anything further and waited for the three to escort him. O was not with him at the moment. He had asked his familiar to do a little errand for him. But, O will be joining him later in the day. Once, the three began to lead him which was not really needed. After all, the four of them knew this place more than anyone here at the moment could. But, this was a duty and a formality. Because, their situation has now completely changed. He was not simply a student anymore. He had become a criminal and now the Ruler of Vampires. For them, he was now an enemy. They were now out to claim his life. It made him wonder if he could still leisurely fall asleep as he had done in the past.
Following the three, Zenith did not say or do anything along the way. Although, some of the students who lingered the hallways did blush at his sight. There were even some whispers which his hearing could pick regardless. They were complimenting how beautiful he is, how hot he is, and if he was single or taken. Humans do really have a simple track of mind. They were enviable in that matter. Upon arriving at the Headmaster office, he entered and felt a certain sense of familiarity not towards someone but of this place. It was here he had ended the life of the former Headmaster. It was here he had claimed to be an enemy. "It is good to know you have arrived safely, Rosenkreuz-san."
This man is known to him. He was the one at the School Festival, the one who had warned him with such riddles. He was involved with that boy. There was no definite proof but, he concluded this. So, this was now the person in-charge of this school. “We have met.” Zenith stated with his trademark of a monotone voice. Hughes was now before the pure-blood and was about to offer a handshake. But, yes that was true. They had met. He lowered his hands and offered a small smile instead. "Yes, I was at the school festival. Sometime, one could laugh how life can twist everything around." Zenith remained motionless for a good minute before speaking further. Clearly, he did not show any sign of apprehension but that is what the pure-blood does best. He never shows anything. “Zenith Kline Rosenkreuz, it is nice to meet you officially.”
Hughes cannot help but find Zenith rather amusing. Sora was also the master of controlling and hiding emotions. However, this white-haired pure-blood was different in the way he presents himself. It was very entertaining. He reached out his hand to him. "Hughes Jackson, I share the same sentiment. Welcome back to Cross Academy." Ending the handshake, Hughes looked at the three prefects around the Pure-blood King. This was the beginning of their duty. At the same time, the start of something else without a doubt. This much he could tell. "Everything had been prepared prior to your arrival. I don't think I need to introduce the prefects to you anymore." Zenith gave a nod at this. There was no need for introductions and he also did not removed his eyes on Hughes' face.
"I would not delay you four anymore. They would be escorting you to your class and will serve as your guards until you get used to things here." Hughes stated without much dissonance in his tone. As for Zenith, he was not informed of this. Furthermore, there was no need for such things. He was truly a new student to begin with. “There is no need for that.” Hughes knew that Zenith would say that. He took a deep breath and met those golden eyes that revealed nothing about its owner. "There is." There was strength and seriousness in the way Hughes released those words. From that, Zenith knew this man was not to be trifled with even more so from his interactions with Hughes during the festival. Whatever game was being played right now, they were currently at a stale.
A moment of silence before Zenith conceded to such arrangements. His answer was a mere nod which made Hughes smiled brightly something so similar of the previous Headmaster. "I'm glad we came to an understanding. Now, off to classes you four and have a nice day." With that said, the four of them were ushered out of the office. Zenith looked at the class card handed to him a moment ago. This depicted his schedules as a student. More importantly, he looked at the three meant to be his guards. Well, there was another term to that. “Shall we go, Ms. Fujiwara, Ms. Yamazaki, Mr. Tsukino.”