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Haruka Yamazaki

"I can see it in your eyes..the pain you try to hide."

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a character in “Vampire Knight: The Devil's Dance”, originally authored by Emily3456, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

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“I don’t believe in love at first sight but I do believe in seeing someone from across the room and knowing instantly that they’re going to matter to you. They’re going to play a major role in your life.”




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“I realized that once people are broken in certain ways, they can’t ever be fixed, and this is something nobody ever tells you when you are young and it never fails to surprise you as you grow older as you see the people in your life break one by one. You wonder when your turn is going to be, or if it’s already happened.”




Nickname: Haru

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Race: Human

Role: Human

Hair Color: Natural Red

Eye Color: Light Blue

Skin Tone: Fair/Pale

Height: 5'6

Weight: 125lb


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“You cant fill someone with love when they have no intention of ever loving again.”





Physical Description:
Haruka has long, natural red hair and bangs that cover her forehead. She has large light blue eyes that contrast's with her pale skin nicely and full light pink lips, that most of them time are turned down in a frown. She tends to lose her train of thought easily and she tends to day dream and zone out all of time, and when she does she ends up pursing her lips and pulling together her eyebrows as she stares, unblinking at something for as long as she stay's trapped into her mind, captivated by her own thoughts. When she is in this state, most people don't go near her, and that's mostly because her eyes get a hard, steely look that could scare off any who are lacking courage. When she wear's her hair down, it goes past her waist line and lays perfectly straight. Most of the time she'll be seen in her normal clothes, often breaking the school dress code because she doesn't find the uniform fitting.

She has a very slender, yet curvy form, through she isn't one to show off, because of her bad past, she doesn't connect to other's very well, and most of the time it's because some people are too scared to approach her. Through her body is slim, she still has a bit of a athletic build, and she tends to work out at least three times a week, to keep up her build and not become frail and helpless. When she is angry, her eyes will seemingly darken until green or a darker blue, but when she is happy they'll be bright and have a kind of spark in them that most people would notice wasn't there before. Most of the time she just has an expression less look on her face, not willing to give anything away about how she feels or what she's thinking.

Romantic Interest: TBA

Skills and Abilities:
She is a really good runner, she loves to run and jog and swim, that's what she does when she is overly stressed and cant think straight. She is an avid reader, and could read a whole book in one day, then be able to write a brilliant essay on it and nearly get a equally brilliant scour on it. She loves to write, and that's another thing she does to clear her mind, she writes. A lot of the time she can be found in the library, reading more than one book at a time with a very peaceful look on her face. She is very tough, and can withstand quite a bit of pain.

She also likes to go for walks at night or in the rain, both seem to calm her down and she can just relax and feel comfortable and more open. She tends to skip out on class and ends up finding little hiding places to take a nap in. Haru also has a small garden out on the forest, hidden from view. She is the only one that knows about it and she safeguards it with her life. It's the place she escapes to quite often.


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“It was not the feeling of completeness I so needed, but the feeling of not being empty.”





Dominant Traits:

STUBBORNNESS: She hates being told what to do and when to do, she likes you go her own way and not listen to people if their being unreasonably bossy.

BIG HEART: She tends to be too trusting and loving, she takes pity on others and she loves everyone, through she hides it, and her emotions can get the best of her sometimes.

HUMOR: She tends to crack jokes all of the time, even at the worst of times.

SHORT TEMPER: She has a very short temper, and when it gets off she tends to see red and do thing's she shouldn't do, which never really ends up helping the situation.

TARDINESS: Never bothering to set alarms of any kind, Haru often finds herself losing track of time and thus being late. Due to her stubbornness, she refuses to even simply wear a watch or set an alarm on it.


Likes:
✔ Reading
✔ Writing
✔ Sleeping in
✔ Music
✔ Rain
✔ Night time


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“You haven’t healed, I can tell from how cruel you are.”





Dislikes:
✘ Bright lights
✘ Loud people
✘ Boring classes
✘ Rude people
✘ The heat
✘ Crying

Other:

Personality:
Haru is very tough, and it's hard to earn her trust. Most of the time, if someone wants to gain her trust, she has to know she can be happy around them, that she can put her life in their hands and they wont end up killing her. Often she isn't at the front of the group but rather at the back watching and learning far more than you would think. She has always been able to read people and see things about them that others can't. She is quick witted and willing to speak the truth when no one else will, she has a knack for showing the harder side of life that people want to ignore. Most people take notice of when she butts into a conversation, since she more than likely has something important to say, but she'll only say something important if she thinks it's worth while.

Haruka is a firm believer in the idea that scars never go away, that time cannot heal everything. This goes is part of the mindset she has that people need to face there problems and that it is by doing this that they can grow as a person. Never being one to shy away when problems arise up her direct and no nonsense attitude in life makes it so that she very rarely has an issue that is not dealt with quickly. Haru is really smart, and she tends to speak her mind freely and if she offends someone by what she says she always points out that its only offending because they know it's true. She doesn't like to be pushed about or bossed so she stands up for herself and her friends because she believes that if your going to pick on someone, you should be per paired for what would happen next.

She is very imaginative, creative, and extremely crafty. She likes to think out of the box, no matter how ridiculous her ideas are. She hates being told how to do anything, when she should do it, or that she is wrong. She's very blunt, in your face, and can border on rude because she will not hold anything back. She often gets that sarcastic and witty look like she's about to mess with you, but if she doesn't know you and doesn't know if she can trust you, she wont.. She is extremely good at lying and fibbing and shes mostly and extremely, painfully, stubborn. However, if you should ever, ever get past that side of her, you'll see someone who wishes they could trust others, but try's to avert from doing so. When she helps someone, she helps them in a natural way, making it seem like she did it cause she had to. When angered, she'll simply glare or just walk away. She hates to be around crowded areas and prefers to be alone most of the time.. While she isn't the strongest fighter, she quick and speedy, often opting for flight rather than fight, since she isn't one for fighting she try's to avoid them until it proves useless and she has no other choice. She's distrustful, but all around nice on the surface to nearly everyone. Though she doesn't stand for any injustice, she understands that the world is often filled with injustice, and there isn't much she can do about it.


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“I was wrong when I thought a friend would be here for me when I needed them most. So very wrong.”





History:
WIP


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“Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.”






So begins...

Haruka Yamazaki's Story

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“What is perfection? What is trust..? What is Humanity? Is there any hope for Humanity? No...? How sad...”





Everything is dark...why is everything dark...? I'm being carried....? Why? Where are we going? Is it Mother and Father? Have they come back for me at last...no..that's such wishful thinking....What is that sound..? IS that a...a voice? What dose it sound so familiar? Why....

"The perfect being...? There is no such thing as perfect in this world. Now I know, that may sound so cliche to your little mind, Haruka, But it is the truth. The average human admires perfection and seeks to obtain it...but is there a point to achieving perfection? There is none."

I know this voice..from where? Where are we going..? Why dose my neck hurt...why..? Is this a..a memory?

"None at all...if something is perfect, then there is nothing left..there is no room for imagination, for space for a person to gain additional knowledge and skills....When did humanity all forsake themselves? Unable to trust one another, if that is this world...if that is what being human is, there is no future for humanity."

Why....? Why is he talking about this? Why to me? Is he blaming Humanity for all of the faults in the world? I don't understand...why is he...who is he?!

"People live their lives by what they see as 'Right' and 'True' that is what they call 'Reality'."

What is reality..? Is this reality..??

"However..'Right' and 'True' are nothing but vague terms. Their 'Reality' could turn out to be an illusion, and then what would they all do? Everyone lives by their own assumptions, reasons exist only for those who need reason's to rely on, so shall we go? To the end of all reasons?"

Haruka felt her body move as what ever was holding her up dropped. Her back hit the ground with a loud thud and she cried out, pain erupting through her spin as a heavy weight fell upon her body and something sharp cut into her neck. She could feel the blood being drained from her small body..and she was horrified.

The pain only lasted for a second before the person on top of her lifted himself up so he could look at her face. Her sight had returned and now she was staring up at the glowing red eyes of the man she had thought to be her Uncle. Blood dripped down her chin and landed on her cheek as she stared up with wide blue, tear rimmed eyes.


"There can be no happiness in a world that eliminates people they deem unnecessary. Someday you will change this world, little Haruka, those of you willing to fight for freedom will find the way...but not today."

The man dipped his head back down towards her neck to finish the small girl off, but a voice cut through the air, stopping him dead in his tracks.

"So who decides what is right and what is wrong? 'Reality' you say... How did you learn of the 'Reality' you speak of? The world is governed by the reasoning of corrupt beings, we're able to obscure reality through our obsessions. We've never been shown what 'Reality' actually is, now have we? The reality you believe in is most likely half-baked nonsense. Trying to understand reality, and explain it to another being is like adding two pieces to a puzzle that don't fit."

The man stood up, leaving Haru on the ground and he turned to face the woman with snow white hair and pale skin. Something changed in his stance, it was almost as if he were...scared of the woman.

"If you want to understand Reality, it's actually quite simple. The 'Reality' of things, of the world, is that very fact that each being only does things to benefit themselves, no one ever does anything to help another being, you can take that however you wish..but this, this is the reality of the world."

The woman's eyes flicked over to the small red haired girl for a moment, before she turned back towards the man, and moved being any of them could blink, her hand diving through his throat, but the small human girl didn't stick around to see what happened next as crimson red blood sprayed out and stained the girls white dress, she jumped up and took off running, down the hall, down the stairs, out of the the old creepy house, and into the dark woods. her neck was bleeding, along with the cut she had on her hand, from before she was attack, and the scrape on her knee from after.

The girl was gasping for breath as she ran until her legs couldn't carry her any further, and they gave out under her, leaving her on the dirty ground as she sobbed helplessly. Suddenly there was a snap of a twig, and when the small girl looked up she met a pair of golden eyes. The woman stepped out towards the girl and crouched beside her, frowning.


"Why are you out here all alone little one?"The woman asked making the little girl look up. She sniffed and rubbed her eyes before speaking. "I don't know...I'm scared.." She little girl looked up with more tears in her eyes, and the woman's frowned deepened and easily pulled the girl into a gentle hug. The girl felt safe and at home, and as her tears dried and her eyes shut, the woman stood up, carrying her away from the woods while murmuring soft words. "Don't worry little one, I wont let you stay lost.." However, the girl missed the smirked that tugged on the woman's lips as she walked away with the girl in her arms.




Haruka woke up with a jerk as she let out a small scream. Memories...she hated memories.

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"The play we call life, where will it lead us when it ends? Somewhere where we'll be allowed to be free."




Black with hues of purple and indigo.

That was the color of the dawn sky over above Asuka as she stared out her window. She had finally been able to fall asleep into a peaceful slumber, but her mind was still plagued. Her mind was focused on the events that had played out the previous days. The school still managed to operate after the explosions but the evidence still lay about, covering the fields. It was a depressing sight. The old architecture of the building had been destroyed, something that couldn't be replaced, only replicated into a falseness. Her hand traced along her throat subconsciously. She hadn't felt the thirst since that night. Usually, even after ingesting a blood tablet, the thirst would return after a few hours, but she could usually keep it under control.

After taking his blood, the thirst seemed dormant for the time being. She couldn't understand why, but she was grateful to the pure-blood. A smile covered her lips as she stood from her bed. She glanced at the empty bed across the room. It seemed that Haruka had still not recovered from the head injury, but the nurses had assured her that Haruka was fine, she just needed rest. She partially blamed herself for that since the girl was probably still fatigued from the blood loss Asuka had taken from her. Although a human's blood only needed a few hours to replenish itself where as a vampires blood was a bit longer than necessary. This she could attest to as she had needed blood after the incident with Zenith. She pushed those thoughts from her mind as she dressed herself.

The night class would most likely be coming from their class and with the rising of the Day Class, she could only imagine the mingling of the students with the vampires. This, however, she didn't seem to mind as much anymore. This school was here for a purpose of having the two species mingle with each other to keep the treaty that had been held as something precious and sacred. If it could allow a shimmer of light into the veil of darkness, then she would allow it. Just as long as they didn't do anything to jeopardize that trust, she would allow it. She left her room, closing the door behind her and was greeted by an odd sight.

Snow? What are you doing inside? she questioned the owl as he stood on the floor, peering up at his master. She tilted her head to the side as Snow continued to peer at her. You know you can't be inside, people will be curious and might freak out. Some people don't like owls, she continued. Snow merely blinked his eyes as he studied his master. Something seemed a bit off about her and he didn't know what it was. He had known about the thirst that seemed to be quenched for the time being, but the source of it was what had him curious. It seemed she didn't know about the lore of a vampire's thirst and the only way it could be satisfied. Oh this he had to use against her now. If he could have grinned, he would have. Instead, he opted to remain silent before Asuka walked towards a window and opened it up.

"Be a good boy and go wait outside," she stated to the owl, smiling down at him in a playful manner. Snow chuckled and obliged his master for the time being. He'd wait on the roof for her since she would be heading there later for her break. She truly loved that roof, and he didn't understand why. With Snow gone, Asuka closed the window and made herself ready for her rounds. Snow, meanwhile, wanted to laugh at the irony of being on the roof. There, with a book in hand was the one responsible for the change in his master. He settled himself so that he was above the pure-blood and glanced down at the book the vampire was reading.

"You know, my master hasn't been quite as thirsty as she used to be. And it's all thanks to that blood of yours," Snow stated in an amused voice. He had spotted the book the vampire was reading, and it was an interesting choice to say the least. He never read the book himself (he doesn't have fingers to turn the page) and his master hardly read to begin with. He'd have to change that now wouldn't he? "She won't tell you herself, but she is grateful to you for that. She's just too stubborn to admit it outloud," he continued. He wanted to embarrass his master as much as possible since he knew her weaknesses now. Oh yes...he would have to do so.

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"Slowly, it felt like I was falling deeper into something I was afraid of. Now, I don't know what to do or feel. It's strange."




Snow blinked rather owlishly in his own defense as he heard Midori's response. He couldn't help but join the panther in laughter. So, not only had his master not known the secrets of blood sharing and why it quenched ones' thirst, but also this pure-blood as well. Oh he was going to have such a grand day with this. Then, he contemplated of whether or not he should tell the pure-blood, or let Midori do the honors, however; the feline beat him to the punch. As such, he only chuckled further.

"A vampire's thirst can only be quenched by that of a loved one. And by that, it is not a friend, but more of a lover," Snow stated, throwing all of the information at him at once. He was going to enjoy torturing Asuka with this information since he knew how she felt about things like that. Plus, it would be amusing to see the pure-bloods' reaction to such a thing. Would he believe Snow? Regardless if he believed him or not, it was still going to be amusing on both parties, and the fact that Snow wasn't lying either, only shined through his blue eyes.

Asuka had enjoyed the peace of the silent hallways. The Day Classes had yet to start and so far, everything was in order. She was grateful for times like these. It allowed her a moments peace that allowed her to focus on other things, such as what project needed to be done or was due for her classes. A smile graced her lips as she found herself in front of the infirmary again. She glanced at the door knob and contemplated whether or not she should check up on Haruka. The girl had been unconscious for a few days and Asuka was truly worried. It seemed as of late that the red-head had attracted trouble wherever she went, although Asuka couldn't blame her.

She was introduced into a world that should have been kept hidden from her. With a sigh, Asuka opened the door in time to hear someone scream with a sudden jolt. Without thinking, Asuka made her way to the source and breathed a sigh of relief when it was Haruka's awoken form doing the screaming. She stood, hand on her hip, as she stared at the girl. She must have woken from a nightmare since it was the only logical reason someone would scream. That or she was awake previously and saw something. This prompted Asuka to stare out one of the windows. It was covered by a drape, so there couldn't have been something their. Unless a shadow passed by which would only make sense if it belonged to a bird.

"Haruka, how are you feeling?" she found herself asking the red-head. She was concerned about the girls' health, but there was also the hint in her voice that she wanted to speak with the girl. She needed to confront her about the incident when she bit Haruka. It wasn't something she really wanted to talk about, but she needed to know if the girl harboured ill-will towards her. If she did, she would have to find a way to remedy that. She didn't want Haruka to hate her for what she did, but at the same time, she wouldn't blame her if she did. She hated herself enough for the action and it was something she never wanted to repeat again.

Subconsciously, her fingers traced her throat again. It was confusing her still that the thirst still hadn't returned or even seemed to scratch at the back of her throat. Although she'd never admit it, the taste of his blood had only rendered her to a sense of nirvana when she had fed from him. She liked it and even though she wanted more, she couldn't risk taking more than what she had needed. Would that be considered being addicted? She inwardly laughed at herself for the notion. It's not like she'd ever feed from him again. It was a one time thing and something, no matter how disappointed she seemed, that wouldn't happen again. These thoughts only prompted to cause Snow to laugh out at the black-haired vampire and his familiar.

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"I can’t exactly describe how I feel but it’s not quite right. And it leaves me cold."





Haruka woke with a jolt as a scream escaped her lips, merely seconds later someone flew into the room through the shut door. Asuka stood in the open door way as a sigh of relief escaped the girls lips. Asuka hand put a on her hip, as she stared at Haruka before looking around the room and towards the window, most likely wondering what had made the girl jolt awake and scream so suddenly. "Haruka, how are you feeling?" Asuka broke the silence with a simple question. For a moment Haru just started at her, and then she let herself fall backwards onto the pillows. "Like I slammed my head on the ground." She replied plainly as she stared up at the ceiling.Clearly she had been out for longer then one day, and of course she remembered what had happened, but at the same time..

Haruka turned her head to the side and nearly groaned when she saw what day it was, she out been out of it for more then one day, which meant she had so much work to make up it wouldn't even be funny, it would just be headache. She sighed aloud before sitting back up and staring at Asuka she was deep in her own thoughts as she subconsciously traced her throat with her hand. Seeing the Prefect do this brought up memory's from the other night, along with questions. Haruka frowned as she lazily leaned her head back to stare at the ceiling once more.

"Asuka..." Haruka's voice came out in a tired way, as if she had gained many years of life while she slept. "Human...Do humans have a purpose when they are born?" She allowed herself to fall backwards once more, her body making a dull thump as it hit the bed. "I know you don't know the answer but...I have been wondering recently...because they are born, do they have an important duty?" Haruka held her hand up in the air as she stared at it, her blue eyes duller than usual as she allowed her thoughts to flow from her mind and out her mouth, a forbidden passage she had tired so hard in the last few years to keep blocked. "The meaning of being born...for humans to find that answer,for us to find that answer...one human can only do so much." Haruka let her hand drop back down to the bed as she let out a deep breath. "I've realized what is the most painful thing one could feel...what I have felt." She bit down on her lip, hard.

Did she really want to tell Asuka about her past? Did she really want her room mate to know? Would it be so horrible for someone else to know what she had been through in life, or would it be better to end the conversation here and now? In a strange way, Haruka felt like, by telling Asuka about her past, she would be secretly telling her she was forgiving her for what had happened. "The feeling that...you are not needed by anyone in this world." She covered her eyes with her arm, she didn't want to dry by going over her memories, by thinking about her past. She would feel weak if she cried now for something that had happened so long ago. "Flesh woulds bleed and they may seem painful, but as time goes on the pain eventually disappears, and if you use medicine, the wounds will even heal faster." She moved her arm and brushed her fingers across the badge on her fore head. "But the tricky wounds are the one's in your heart, those are the wounds that are difficult to head..." She moved her hand from her head and rested it on her chest, where her heart was. "A wound to the heart is different from a flesh wound...there are no ointments to heal it, and there are times when they are never healed, when the wound is to grave and to deep within the heart to be able to heal properly." Haruka dug her finger nails in the skin the protected her bones and blood.

She wanted the pain that would always be with her to leave, she was so tired of the ache that always filled her heart because she was not needed, let alone wanted, but those around her, and if she was she was merely a tool to be used. Why do people do that to other people? It makes no sense...Right? "I...I wonder why we are born, if we are meant to feel such pain, weather a flesh would or a wound of the heart...what's the point of it all if we all are taken away by death in the end? Are we meant to learn from the pain? Why? So we can take it's secrets to the grave? This world..this world makes no sense...but at the same time...maybe it's better we don't have the answers...I don't know..I just....I don't want this pain anymore." Haruka sat up and started at Asuka, her blue eyes looks empty and dark as her bangs covered half of her face. "It's killing me from the inside out." She whispered the last part more to herself than to her room mate, but it couldn't have been more true.

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"These feelings of not having a purpose...they are natural, because everyone wants to have a purpose whether it's to a cause or just to someone."




Snow let out a hearty laughter at Sora's response. His feathers plumed with the laughter as Snow kept his gaze on the boy. Truly this pure-blood was something interesting for the way he stared at him. The confusion, whether anyone could tell if Sora was or wasn't, was evident to Snow. He could see it in the black abyss of his eyes and this only added to the laughter. Settling down, he was about to continue when the ring of a phone echoed throughout the rooftop. He glanced at Sora as he picked it up. He cocked his head to the side in confusion when the pure-blood mentioned something about keeping her safe. Oh, so there was someone else important to this vampire. This Kaede seemed to be very important to Sora, and Snow's eyes only gleamed with amusement.

"You should know that I am not lying Sora. I might not know you, or your history, but I can see the emptiness in your eyes. An empty being, a soulless husk, can still have someone love it. How they choose to receive it, that is up to them," and with that, Snow left. He would leave the vampire alone for now. He did not need to intrude on the vampire's personal business and he wasn't going to pry any further. He knew how to keep his distance.




Asuka was brought out of her thoughts by the sound of Haruka's voice. She smiled at the girl's response. If she had known how true those words were, she would understand why her head felt like that. What took Asuka by surprise was the next string of sentences flowing from the girl's mouth. Asuka's eyes softened greatly as she contemplated the words. Everyone has a purpose, it just takes a bit of time to discover that. But then again, at the same time, Asuka had felt the same at one point. What was her purpose? She was the first of her kind, or at least she thought so. A being in between light and dark, what purpose could she possibly serve to anything, let alone anyone? She sighed as she sat at the corner of Haruka's bed, grasping the girl's hand as she noticed the faint amount of blood the girl had drawn from herself.

"It's natural for anyone to feel ask those types of questions. I believe that everyone has a purpose. While it is true, only one person can do so much, it is enough for them to be recognized as important to something else. Whether that something along the way becomes someone, we all have a purpose," Asuka stated. Her heart was heavy, she could see that much in Haruka as she glanced at the red-head. It was a shame for someone, especially a human, to feel such things. It only caused Asuka to want to protect this girl more. Whether she would allow her to, it was up to Haruka, but she would still protect her from the shadows if it came down to it. She sighed, releasing the girl's hands before cupping her face with both hands. She forced Haruka to stare at her and continued.

"That is where you are wrong. A wound to the heart can be healed. It might be an unorthodox way of healing, but it can still be mended. We just have to have the courage to see what exactly it is that our hearts need," she sighed. This was a feeling all to well Asuka knew. Deep down, her heart had been scarred by her mother when she left. Asuka knew it wasn't her mothers fault, at least now that she is older she does. But that scar had been healed thanks to her uncle and her brother. She shook her head slightly as she released Haruka's face. The last piece of information still rang in Asuka's head. Born to feel pain? That was truly something she had often wondered herself, but that pain...it became tolerable. Slowly, she was finding something else to fill that pain with, or rather, she was learning to lean on someone for the pain to go away.

"Death, life, pain, pleasure, these all coincide with each other. Remember this, everyone dies, even those who are deemed immortal. We are never truly alive unless we have someone to share a life with. Pain becomes tolerable and so does the notion of death because in the end, we didn't take the secrets to our graves, but we shared them with someone. No one wants to feel pain, but if we never felt pain to begin with, how would we ever know what pleasure would feel like?" she stated as she grasped Haruka into an embrace. This girl, even though Asuka felt nothing but remorse for biting her, was slowly becoming important to her...just like Sora. He was important to her and it was a feeling she couldn't quite understand. All they ever did was argue or insult each other, but why did that matter so little to her? Their interactions, regardless if she had shown it or not, had always made her smile.

There was a sick twisted part of her that had always enjoyed their little talks and she couldn't imagine what she would have done without them. Perhaps that was one of the reasons why his blood had seemed to sate her for the time being. Because he was her friend now. Even as this girls' blood flowed from the open wounds, Asuka made no notion to try and take it from her. Although she would like to, she just didn't feel the need to. She released Haruka from her embrace and smiled brightly at the girl.

"No one can change the past, but they can make the first step here and now into a better future. Will you allow me to be part of your future Haruka? As a friend?" she questioned, holding her hand out in what was an attempt for the girl to agree and shake it. Before she could get a response, there was a fluttering scent echoing throughout the halls and through the school. She knew this scent, it belonged to Rosenkruez. But why did it seem to be magnified? Like he had exploded and all of his blood had been smeared along the halls? She shook the scent from her senses. As alluring as the scent may have been, she was going to ignore it as much as she could. She didn't need to be lured into a dangerous situation again, especially with Haruka in front of her bleeding.

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|"Who told you... You are the only one... Who can see... Everything and nothing.|

How pathetic. How gullible. How useless. How disappointing. These people who once revered themselves as the black hand of the vampire world. They looked at him as if he was an insect that need no attention at all. Well, Ex was more amused than irritated. If he remembered correctly, they were still clinging to their meaningless pride due to their so-called ace still on the alive and kicking. How foolish. Did they not know that this was an elaborate plan from the first place? Everyone in this world was nothing more but toys and guinea pigs for his Contra Mundi. No one was exempted even him. He was also a toy and he has no problems with that.

"State your name brat! You don't who you're messing with. We are of the Tsukino."

Yes, idiots. They truly are. His face was hidden beneath by his fringes which earned him a sense of mystery. Tension riveted through the room like a flash flood. It had effectively placed the vampires who surrounded him in apprehension. In their eyes, he had appeared out of nowhere and emitted nothing... This peculiar aura of his certainly caused many bemused expressions. After all, it was possible for him to do so. This could only be done if he is an illusion or dead. But, they could tell that he was as real as he could be. Oh, they will soon find how real he could be. Raising his head to meet their eyes, those eyes of eerie black glimmered with sadistic excitement.

"Oh, I know who I am messing with exactly. Don't worry. Just enjoy the show."

When done speaking, he smiled with such malicious intent that brought chills to everyone who had witnessed it. His eyes were now of deep vermilion color as it glowed like that of a beating heart. Some had reached to exit the room in an effort of escape. How futile. There was no way he would allow such delightful marks to simply slip his hands. Thus, the doors were suddenly shut with such force and locked without a means of being opened in a proper way. All looked at him with recognized fear. "Leaving so soon?" It was then screams to attack him began in ascending manner. Oh, they now sounded so desperate. Just wait for a few seconds, they would be singing a different tune. His favorite melody.



Alice enjoyed her position being in the white pure-blood's arms. It made her much like a princess which was only worthy of her. The downside, Zenith was not really meant to be a tour-guide. He was so stiff and boring in the way he addresses certain places. Actually, he only identify the areas in a monosyllabic voice. Well, it made it more worthwhile to break that mannequin face of his which she had done with ease by just appearing before him. She could also tell that her existence became important for the pure-blood. His hold was not reckless or a result of politeness. It was so comfortable and delicate as if he was carrying such a precious artifact of a distant past.

"Forgive me." Blossoming red eyes met those golden eyes which revealed nothing and this made her smile in interest. "Hmm?" She playfully queried as Zenith stilled in his steps. He felt terrible for what he had done towards the girl with such impulse. Even if he had desired to taste the sweet nectar of his sister. No one should be burdened by it. He did not know why his iron-clad hold to his control was suddenly lifted with ease as if it never existed in the first place. "No matter the reason. I should have not done such a forbidden act." She had expected him to stay such a thing. He had always been too strict with his own set of beliefs and principles. Making him, a bit inflexible which is quite an advantage in certain points.

As a response, Alice released fits of giggles which earned the pure-blood's confusion who did not show it outwardly. He had remained much like an infant in terms of living, more so with the means of interacting with people. Well, this is why it was no problem at all. Finally settling down with her humor, she wrapped her small arms around his neck and placed her head at the crook of his neck. "You can compensate me. Can you bring me to the infirmary?" The sound of her laughter was rather hypnotic for his senses. He was not sure if it was because how similar it was with Amalthea. Even more so when she placed her head at the base of his neck. It was a nice sensation. "Yes." There was no hesitation in that. It was a logical choice. She is more or less suffering from anemia. So, he went there.



Stretching his limbs, Ex licked the corner of his lips where a blood splatter was present. "You should have listened to your pathetic seer." It seemed he was also well-informed about a certain Tsukino Pure-blood who can see far ahead of time. He kicked a head which was already severed and turned into ashes. The whole room which boasted such luxury now resembled a macabre and gory scene of horror film. If a person who had a weak stomach could see this, they would without doubt vomit everything they could. Ex then reached for a small earpiece hanging around his ear. "Mission complete. No one survived from this end." There was a voice on the other end. He walked around the sea of blood which he had made. "They're gone as expected. Do I follow them now?"

Disappointment flashed through his eyes which had now returned to its normal black hue. There was even a childish pout present on his face. "...Fine... I know the Contra Mundi wants to play with them for a little more." The voice answered before ending the conversation with that. Ex removed the earpiece and crashed in easily in frustration. He wanted to kill more. These useless lot were not worth his effort really. But then again, he does not mind torturing the people he wants to face in combat through the unseen portion of being alive. "Well, they can't hide anyway. Isn't that right Alice?" He muttered more to himself as he disappeared with the haze of a wind.




The girl who was the new transfer student of the Night Class smiled with such meaning. Her face hidden at the crook of Zenith's neck. No one can hide anything from her. Eyes of carmine glowed for a bit before being alerted that they had finally arrived at the place she wanted to be. "Oh, we have company. Don't we?" Alice noted as she was now looking at two girls who she is very familiar with. Oh, she knew them well. As for the pure-blood, he instinctively held the girl in his arms closer to him. He should have expected there would be someone else here. But right now, he did not want to see these specific individuals right now. Then again, it never showed on his face. So, he only did which was proper to do. "Good morning. Ms. Fujiwara. Ms. Yamazaki."

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“It has been said, 'time heals all wounds.' I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone.”





Haruka stared at Asuka for a long time, many thoughts running through her mind at once. Did Asuka wish to be her friend? is that what was being asked of her? She smiled softly at the other girl before nodding her head. She had never really resented Asuka for what had happened, it was understandable, if the girl had to have blood to live, then maybe, ne day, she could help, Haru had never considered Asuka not to be her friend, but not it all made since, that's why she had been acting so worried, she was worried that Haruka wouldn't be her friend anymore, that she could never forgive her for what had happened. "You've always been my friend." She stated plainly while offering a larger, happier smile.

She could live in this school if Asuka was her friend, she would be able to keep up life in this strange hell until she could leave. It was possible...but there was still one more thing she had to do before she could be at peace with herself in this school...we actually three things, but the other two could be held off until a later date...the first one through...if she hoped to get any rest tonight, she would have to do it tonight. Haruka was open to open her mouth to ask a favor of Asuka, perhaps invite her along, but right at that moment Zenith walked in with a small white haired girl in his arms. Haruka froze as she stared at the two of them, why was zenith carrying that girl...was she...was she bleeding? Oh...I see... her smile vanished as she mearly stared at the two white haired people standing in the doorway. "Good morning. Ms. Fujiwara. Ms. Yamazaki." He stated properly, but something in her gut told her that he didn't even want to see them at the moment, all her cared about was the girl in his arms.

She stared for a moment longer, before standing from the bed and heading out of the room. "I'll be in my dorm." She calmly addressed Asuka before turning towards Zenith and the unknown girl. "Goodbye." She then turned and walked from the room, and out of the infirmary, and outside.Zenith had told her to stay away from him, that she didn't belong in his life, so that's what she would do, for as long as he wished for her to do it. It took awhile before she finally got to her dorm room, but when she did she shut and locked the door. After sitting around for a minute or two, she took a quick shower, put another bandage over the cut on her head, and changed into a pair of black jeans, black sneakers, a long sleeved black shirt, and proceed to climb out of the window and jump to the tree, which she climbed down and landed gracefully on the ground. I need to work out more... She thought with a huff before taking off running into the dark of the night.

About fifteen minuets later Haruka had made it to the small hole in the wall that was on the east side of the school, she had found it while on one of her walks through the forest, she had used this hole when she last visited her hold home, and now she would use it again for the same reason. She easily slide through the hole, and then took off running again until the school was no longer in sight behind her. That had only taken half an hour, and now the sun was raising into the sky, but most of the light was blocked out by clouds, so it was still nice and cool outside. Soon she would be nearing her old home...maybe if she came to terms with the fact that her parents were never going to return again, she could be a little more happy with...well the school.

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"Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be normal, but if you were, how would you protect them?"




Asuka smiled brightly when Haruka said those few words. Who would have thought that such a small sentiment could cause such happiness to swell in one's being? Asuka could feel the muscles in her cheek begin to hurt as she continued to smile. Haruka was not mad at her, and even considered her a friend. She could almost feel the tears pricking at the corners of her eyes but she quickly rubbed them away with the back of her sleeve. As she opened her mouth to say something, Asuka's attention was brought away from the red-head and directed towards the Rosenkruez pure-blood who seemed to be holding a young girl in his arms.

"Ah, good morning Rosenkruez, is everything alright?" she questioned as she felt the bed shift beside her. She glanced at Haruka as the girl spoke, saying she'll be in her dorm room and that she was leaving. The goodbye in the back of her throat caused Asuka to visibly flinch. Did she miss something? Haruka had stated it in such a calm voice that it was something that startled Asuka. She knew the girl to be more fiery than that. Was it because of the girl Zenith was holding? That couldn't be it, could it? She shook the thoughts from her head as she directed her attention towards the two in front of her. There was something odd, or rather, an odd scent lingering in the room. She knew that the Rosenkruez pure-blood emitted a scent that smelled of roses, and that only intensified when he was bleeding. At the current moment, the scent wasn't as strong as the blood, but it felt as if there were two Zenith's currently present. She took a deep breath before forcing a smile onto her lips.

"It looks like you have everything under control Rosenkruez. I will leave you to it," she stated as she rose from the bed. Although she wasn't sure if that was a particularly wise idea. After all, he was a vampire and she knew nothing of this girl he was currently holding. Was she one too? With a heavier sigh than intended, Asuka took off after Haruka. She still needed to talk with the girl. Even though the fact that they were now friends, she still needed to reconcile the mess she made. Not to mention she wanted Haruka to finish what she was about to say before the Rosenkruez appeared with the strange girl. Speaking of which, she'd ask the headmaster later if they were receiving a new student. This was the first she was hearing of it, and usually she liked to be up to par with new students, especially if they were vampires.

She made it to her shared dorm room and knocked on the door. She frowned as she tried opening it but found it locked. Strange, she never locked the door before. Asuka sighed as she reached for something to pick the lock with. Her card would have to do for now. Maybe Haruka locked herself out too? Whatever the reason, the expected click signaled Asuka was now able to enter her room. She glanced around the empty space and sighed. Haruka's scent echoed throughout the room, so she was here. Asuka glanced around and noticed an open window. Snow perched himself on top of the window seal and stared at her. His blue eyes blinked before his master, a strange glint covering them in the process.

"Snow, have you seen Haruka?" she questioned the Avian bird. He merely shook his head. A one-sided answer at most. It seemed she was sighing a lot as she felt her shoulders shift once more. Well, she could always follow after the faint scent Haruka left behind. It was odd, it was strong, but fading fast. She must have water on her. It was the only way to deter a scent, especially one as keen as a vampires. She glanced out the window Snow was still perched on and smiled at the bird. "You know the rules Snow," she spoke as she jumped from the window. She landed gracefully and took off in a light jog. She could still faintly gather Haruka's scent and as she followed it, it lead her to a rather peculiar spot. There, in a small clearing, was a rather small hole in the school wall. Huh, that's odd, she thought as she noticed Haruka's scent going through it.

As she continued to follow, she found herself away from the Academy. This did not bode well in Asuka's mind. If there was such an opening in the wall, who knows what and who might have come through. She'd have to find a way to seal it up again, or have the Headmaster take a look at it. Surely he had to know about it. Even if he did or didn't, it was still a dangerous thing should someone discover it (minus Haruka.). It didn't take Asuka long to find Haruka, and as soon as she did, she made sure to make her presence known as to not startle the girl.

"You've traveled a far distance away from the school Yamazaki," she stated. Why she was leaving this far, Asuka did not know. But it was best if they returned back to the academy soon. Who knows what could be lingering about in these parts?

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|"From the very moment, I was captivated by a darkness covered in light and splendor that I have forgotten what I have become slowly but surely, the chains tightened around my wrists.|

It seemed that Yamazaki was learning. That was good. The more she stays away from him, the better it would be for her and everyone else. He would not have to be too concerned about her well-being. Another fact, Fujiwara appeared to have finally straightened out certain matters with human girl who entered the world of night by her kiss. It only meant good tidings as he did ask the prefect to watch over Yamazaki. Before, he had this inkling that would be the best choice. But now, he could no longer do that because of the girl in his arms. He only wanted to focus on her and her alone. Everything and everyone else was inconsequential to him now.

Fujiwara soon left him to his own devices and once again, it was just the two of them. Alice peeked over the pure-blood's shoulder and had a rather disappointed expression. "Aren't they rude... But, what can we expect from a mongrel and a nothing?" Crimson eyes then looked at his profile with an eerie meaning. He remained silent throughout, not even a response to Yamazaki's goodbye or to Fujiwara's excuse to leave. Was it odd for him to say that he really did not care about those two as strongly as before? Perhaps, it was not. From the very start, they were people outside him. They did not hold value that would have impact on his existence. Even if one had shared her blood to him, even when the other subtly required his protection, they were just meaningless connections.

"Are you feeling well?" Zenith inquired as his eyes of gold met those carmine orbs of hers. It was clear to her the detachment that the pure-blood was showcasing towards the two girls. However, she was no fool. Even if he believed it to be at best a nuisance, it still tugged at him. Reaching out her hands, she held his face. "Remember. Zenith belongs to Amalthea and Amalthea is Alice." Slowly, she closed the distance between their faces with a chaste kiss. He was not certain what came over him. All that he knew right at this moment, he was captivated by this girl in his arms. Her origins, her identity, they were all covered by the overlapping visage of his sister. That alone was enough for him as he deepened the kiss.



Black eyes hidden behind clear spectacles gazed at the data presented in charts and writing. It was truly promising the results being delivered. The experiments conducted and various researches gave wonderful conclusions. They truly showed the possibility of doing that. All the needed variables are accounted for. The only thing that is required as of now would be to collect them at the most productive time. So, they would be allowed more time before they are harvested. The anticipation was truly both exhilarating and irritating. "All those years, it will soon be completed. Just a little more."

"Professor Hughes, the preparation for the inoculation process is complete." Those abyssal eyes directed to the one who spoke. The person was one of the researchers working on that specific project. "The subjects?" He queried as he stood from his chair and then grabbed his lab coat. There was an experiment to be conducted. He was looking forward to it actually. The result can either cement the authenticity of the theory or show the areas where things are still lacking. "They are ready." The answer made him smile as he went to the door. "Let us not keep them waiting anymore."



So, it is true. The Rosenkreuz pure-blood has the tendency to fall asleep haphazardly. Alice knew the reason for such a thing. It was because of that one person. She slowly traced his face like some kind of painting. He was here on the bed sleeping like a baby. How utterly sweet and completely twisted. Laying here beside her, he looks like an angel that could not harm even a fly. Yet the truth, he is a monster-in-hiding, so dangerous and so vile. This is what he really is. She wanted to see that side of his soon enough. With that thought, she removed herself from the bed. The bite marks on her neck were now gone as if it never existed in the first place. She was certainly not human.

There was another person she wanted to meet. In addition, she wanted to see what the pure-blood would do if he wakes up without her by his side. The desperation, how she wanted to witness such a look marring that soulless expression of his. It would also serve as a bit of her punishment for becoming close to those girls. A mischievous smile on her lips, she took one last look at the sleeping Zenith before she left the infirmary. Her destination already known to her as she knew that Ex had already done the deed which will propel that person slowly to the depths of hell's chasm.

Walking around the halls, she was a sight not hard to miss. The humans looked at her with confusion, curiosity, caution, and admiration. They were all normal reactions in regards to Alice who stood out not only with her albino features but also her current attire that is of Lolita fashion. Ignoring the looks, she peeked through an opened window and found her target. "Found you." She noted to herself as she headed to that person which had earned her Master's scorn and twisted sense of justice. She made her way through the hallways as if she knew the whole layout despite being her first time here.

Soon, she had found her with an amused smile on her lips. "Swearing is not a good thing for someone like you." Alice noted as she was now standing beside the Tsukino Malady which he was often described as. Her eyes of crimson looked down at him with a hint of interest and the dash of mystery. "Nice to meet you. I heard a lot about you." She said as those eyes were now on the feline familiar of his. Cats, she hates them. After wards, she looked around and gave a nod of approval. "They did say birds like high places. Is it because you want to fly away?" Her eyes were now on his form once more. "I wonder what would you do if your wings are cut off..." It was without doubt that she knew of Sora more than she lets on and a feeling of familiarity emitted from her. As if Sora supposed to know her and then again, it was not meant to be.

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“Those were dark days.”





Haruka had been walking for quite some time. Her feet ached along with her head, but for the most part, she ignored it. She was very focused on where she was going, it had been a long time since she had last been on this trail and so far from the school, in fact Haru had never even planned on returning to her old brunt down house, but she remembered how tricky it was to find, that was most likely why no one ever bought the land and re-built the house, it was to hard to find out in these woods, it would be a hopeless search, but when she was a child she walked these trails many times, she could find her way back if she truly wished to. Was it left right left left...or was it left left right left..? No.. She sighed and took a left on a whim, it had been years since she was here, since she had walked these trails. Since her parents had...

"I wonder where they are." She sighed quietly and took another right. She felt like she was getting closer... but not quite. Another sigh, another ten minuets of twists, turns, and restless thoughts, and then there she was. She could have recognized this driveway from miles away, she had ran up and down it many times when she was younger, she had fallen down and made mud pies in the dirt when it had rained, she remembered it like it had been yesterday when they drove down it for the last time ever. She sighed once more and slowly started up the driveway, only to stop short as a voice called out from behind her. "You've traveled a far distance away from the school Yamazaki," Haruka's heart jumped into her throat as panic set into her stomach. She had been followed out here? Asuka had followed her to the one place she never wanted anyone else to ever see?

Slowly she turned around, and frowned at the other girl. It was clear that she was just worried for Haruka, but still...she wanted to do this alone, she wanted to face her demons alone, even if Asuka was her friend, she didn't have to know about Haru's dark past. She sighed again, it seemed to be a common thing for her these days, and shrugged her shoulders in defeat. "You weren't supposed to follow me, Asuka, but if you want to come along you can, it wont take very long." Haruka reached out and gently took hold of the other girls wrist before leading her the rest of the way down the driveway and towards the large burnt down house in front of them. "This was my house..." She whispered stopping in front of it as she took in it appearance. The years had treated it well, the wood was still colored a dark black, and there was still ash on the ground, but other then the part of the roof that had fell in, everything seemed in tact, in fact most of the stuff inside the house was fine, it was just colored a dark charcoal. Haruka could remember it when she was younger, it had been a beautiful house. "Come on..." She mumbled before slipping in through the front door and into the dimly lit dark house.

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"As the birds chirp a happy song, I can't help but feel that they are singing in a far more down trodden tone."




Asuka didn't miss the skip of Haruka's heart as the girl jumped in her spot. If Asuka hadn't been worried about the girl, she would have laughed. Instead she offered an apology and rubbed the back of her neck nervously. She hadn't meant to startle the girl. She just wanted to make sure she was okay and doing fine. She had left the infirmary so abruptly without so much as a word other than the few she stated. Then the locked door and scent flowing through the compounds lead Asuka to believe something might have happened to the red-haired girl. Hence why she was here standing beside Yamazaki and not at the campus. She was sure that they would be fine without her for a few hours, and she wouldn't be missed. At least she didn't think she'd be missed by anyone. She was brought out of her reverie when Haruka spoke.

"I could always leave," Asuka stated, however; that statement was pushed away as Haruka grabbed her by the wrist and lead her along the driveway of a burnt down building. So, this is where the red-head lived at one point in her life. It was a bit different than what Asuka had been accustomed to growing up. With just her uncle, Hayate, and herself, there wasn't much of a house to live in to begin with. It was just a shoddy old apartment-type home that she had grown used to. Even if her uncle could have afforded a nicer place (with all the eat-outs they had), he had taught her a lesson about life. Always be grateful for what you have and take nothing for granted. She listened to Haruka before the girl told her to follow. She nodded in response and did as she was told.

Slipping in through a crack, Asuka found herself standing next to Haruka in the burnt down place. It seemed that it had been a long time since the fire. The cinders could no longer be smelled, however; there was still the faint aroma of death in the home. Although it wasn't a physical death, the scent was just trying to tell it's story. Asuka frowned as she rummaged through, trying not to step in a place where the wood might cave in. If it did, she'd be in for a fall. The home seemed to have been beautiful at once as Asuka took in the architecture. It was laid out rather well, however; by now you'd barely be able to tell anything apart thanks to the black soot. Why hadn't this place been rebuilt? Had Haruka's parents perished in this place? Asuka glanced at the red-head and frowned. Why would she want to come back to this place if it would only bring back those kind of memories?

Was she here fo a completely different reason? It didn't matter to Asuka, but if this was something Haruka wanted to do, then she could do one of two things. She could either leave the red-head to her own accord, or she could help the girl face her demons. She'd stay and help the girl face her demons. After all, it was easier when there was someone there to support you. Without some sort of support, anyone, no matter how strong they were, would eventually crumble and fall. And since Haruka was her friend, she would be that support beam for her, whether she wanted it or not. Asuka wasn't going to take no for an answer.

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“The snow was endless, a heavy blanket on the outdoors; it had a way about it. A beauty. But I knew that, like many things, beauty could be deceiving.”





Haruka ignored Asuka's offer to leave, and instead focused on the house around her. She walked soundlessly through the old rooms, momentarily forgetting that Asuka was even there, and instead focused on all of the old memories she had pushed down for long that were now resurfacing like wound reopening. Suddenly, she found herself talking to Asuka, through she was still lost in her own world as she spoke. "It not what you think... Her fingers trailed over the have burnt coffee table, the pads of each finger being stained a coal black color that made her stomach chum in disapproval. "I didn't lose my parents in some tragic house fire, I didn't watch them die while being helplessly useless, I didn't even go to their funerals when-or if-they did die." She shrugged meekly way picking up an hold picture frame from the ground.

Haruka had traveled across the living room and was now crouched on the ground, holding a half burnt picture of her and her family. Her mother, a stunning woman with long blonde hair stood on the left, while a man with reddish brown hair room on the right. Between the two, stood a small pale girl with long vibrant red hair and the most happy smile a child could wear upon her face. Each of her hands were in one of her parents, and they were lifting her up off the ground, swinging her back a forth as she laughed gleefully, her chin tilted back and her eyes looking up at the sky with pure and utter happiness. The picture would have been perfect for any model family, except that it was brunt straight down the middle, right where the little girl was, making it harder to see her happiness while she looked like a small broken, burnt angel. The only reason Haruka could see the picture so clearly, when it was so painfully not clear, was because that little girl with that huge smile, was her.

She stood up, still holding the picture in limp hands while staring down at it with a blank face. "My parent's just left. I never really found out why. They dumped me off with an 'uncle'-" There was a soft scoff after the name and a sound of bitterness in her voice. "And they never came back. I was thrown around from relative to relative until I came back here and enrolled into the Academy." The phone fell from her hands and hit the ground with a loud crack, the side of the frame splitting open and the glass shattering more so than it already had. The red head just started down at it with a blank expression. It was an expression she was becoming painfully close to using a lot, it was so blank and emotionless, so dead and empty, that it could almost rival Zenith's expression, almost, but it needed more work, perhaps for pain had to be experienced before it could become perfectly void of all emotion like a black hole.

"This was the house I grew up in, for the most part, and this is the house I never got to return to. It burned down before I came back to enroll into the Academy..." She was walking around once more, her fingers trailing along things here and there, before she climbed up the surprisingly steady stair case and went towards the first door on the right, her old room. Yellow, almost golden wallpaper had once hing on the walls, a small twin sized bed with a crimson colored bedspread had one sat by the window out looking the forest, a desk had been across the room from the bed, and a large dresser had sat on the right. The room hadn't changed much. There was still golden wallpaper, however only small dots of gold could be spotted, and her bed still sat by the window, but it was burnt to a crisp. The desk was now a pile of ash, and the dresser had fallen through the fool and was now down stairs. "They said the fire had started right here, in my room. It's the only place with the most damage." She shrugged and moved back out of the doorway.

She moved silently down the hall, she firmly ignored the shut door on the left side of the hallway. Old memories had plagued her mind recently, things she had kept blocked out. Haruka could remember nights when her parents door had been shut and shouting could be heard from the other side, she had blocked out the fact that her parents often fought a lot, at night she could remember all of the times there had been monsters under her bed or in her closet, but she couldn't run and seek the comfort of her parents, because they had been to wrapped up in fighting with one another. Haru had ended up curling up in the corner of her room at night and crying to herself, giving herself false comfort. The monsters now hid behind that door, she hadn't dared opened it since they had all left that night, she dared not even try, she wasn't sure if she could bare the memories that would return if that door was opened. She didn't want to see the condition of the room, she didn't want to be reminded of them, Haruka had never asked if there had been bodies in the house, the police had said that no ever ever investigated at far as her own room, which meant this door had never been opened since she last left it, what would be waiting inside if she opened it now? Haruka paused in front of the door, staring at it without words and she tried to build up the courage to open the door, to reveal maybe whats been hidden from her for so long...if only she could.

Slowly she reached out with a shaky hand, fingers brushing across the ice cold doorknob as snow fell in through the open, broken roof, she wasn't sure if she could do it, the monsters that hid behind this door seemed so much worse than the Vampires awaiting their return to the school, so much worse than everything else she had faced so far, not once since Haruka had been at the damn school, had she feared for her life. She hadn't been worried about death when Asuka bit her, nor when the Academy was attack and that brown haired vampire tried to slice her in half, she hadn't been worried when she hit her head and started to remember things no one should remember, and she hadn't been worried when walking alone in the woods by a Vampire infested school, but now she was worried. She was worried for what would happen to her life if she opened those doors and let all of those memories resurface. I wonder if there is anything in there that would explain it all...or maybe I'll just be restless for the rest of my life, without an answer...'

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"Even though a beginning turns out rough, it is because we learn to stand stronger that we can face an end with a steady heart."




Asuka remained silent as Haruka explained the charred remains of her home. She listened as Haruka explained that her parents had just left her with an uncle as she moved around in foster care. It caused a frown to tug at Asuka's lips. She could relate to that, if only slightly. Her mother had left her with Uncle Fujiwara, the man who raised her along with Hayate, his own son. She had been lucky enough that the man had saw her as his own daughter and raised her to the best of his abilities. He trained her, loved her, and gave her a family. It was something she would forever be grateful for. If he hadn't been there, shown her what it was like to truly have a family, she might have gone insane. She might have been labeled as a Level E as well if that were the case. She smiled tenderly as she rolled her fingers across a burnt desk.

"I think it's the stress of raising a child that is different that causes our parents to leave us," Asuka stated nonchalantly. Her eyes had glazed over as she kept her gaze on the charred remains. It was almost saddening to see such beautiful works of art turned to cinders and ash. There was some truth to her words. Her own mother couldn't deal with the fact that Asuka wasn't human, let alone something entirely different to begin with. She could still see the fear in her mother's eyes from that day. That day that man had tried to kidnap her for his own selfish reasons. She sighed, running her hand along the ash and pulled it so that her hand was stained with the dark substance. "But thanks to Hayate and my Oto-san, I didn't fall. Oto-san really isn't my Oto-san, but I revere him as one. He raised me even though he is merely my uncle," she stated. She watched as pieces of ash floated about as they fell from the ceiling.

Asuka turned to watch as Haruka seemed to be in her own thoughts. Being unwanted, or the very feeling of it wasn't something anyone should experience. Especially when they were mere mortals. With such little time on their hands, they could only live as quickly as they could, and as a result, it caused most children to grow up to quickly. And she could see it written clear as day on Haruka's body language. The girl truly had nothing to hold onto. Parents who seemed to not want her and a home that had been destroyed. What was left for a life such as this? Loneliness, emptiness? Were these feelings going to be ones that Asuka would eventually feel? She would see her father and her brother grow old. She'll see them die and pass in the wind as if they never existed to begin with. She didn't want that. She didn't want to witness their deaths and be the only one of the Fujiwara's left. Hayate was the only son of her uncle, and she was just a being floating between. She couldn't..., she shook those thoughts from her mind.

It wasn't something that she should be thinking of. If the time ever came, she'd ask to welcome death in it's cold embrace. There was nothing here for her besides her family. And once they were gone, what would she have? Snow? The School? It wasn't enough. She wanted more meaning, more purpose o this life than that. She wanted to feel as though her life meant something to someone or anything really. She finally understood somewhat the words that Haruka spoke in the infirmary. A desire of being needed by something or someone. What would that feel like? She remained lost in her own thoughts as Haruka seemed to do the same. She sighed as she finally pushed the thoughts away. There was no room in her heart nor mind for such thoughts. She had a purpose, and that was to protect. Protect what? The students and humans of the world. She had to protect them from the creatures that swallowed parts of her life. Even though that's what the hunters were for, she herself was also a hunter. It was a solemn oath that she made.

"You don't understand a world of the dark. I," she paused, placing a hand over her heart. She owed this girl something, an explanation of sorts. Haruka trusted her enough to still want to be her friend, perhaps Haruka could be another person to share her secret with. She would be the third. "I know I frightened you when I bit you Haruka, and I apologize for it. But, I am not a vampire, nor am I quite human. I...I don't know what I am really. I feel like I get caught in between a fantasy and a reality, and both are fighting for dominance. I am afraid of which one would win though," she stated, allowing her hand to fall to her side as she took in a deep breath. The faint scents that lingered about were nothing more than just that. Faint. She was trying to distract herself, afraid to stare at the red-head in front of her. She hadn't meant it the way it came out. Haruka probably understood a dark world more so than Asuka truly did, but she didn't understand it at the same time. Even in the darkest of places, life can grow anew and begin again. Where one thing ended, something was there to begin and live in it's place. Much like this house. Even though it was burnt to cinders and ash, the grass and flowers that were peeking through the broken floorboards were to attest to that.

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“Nothing in this world makes sense anymore, things would be so much easier if I just gave up.”






Haruka stood silently, one hand on the door knob that would lead to their room, and while listened to Asuka speak. She waited until the girl finished her speech, but even then Haruka kept quiet, lost in thought. Asuka didn't grow up with her parents but...she had someone that treated her like a daughter, she had people who treated her like she was a part of their family, Haruka never had that, even when she did...Her hand tightened around the door knob while frowning. Asuka was a good friend, and it was sad to see how much she had struggled through life, it was clear in the other girls eyes, the pain of her mother leaving her with other people, but Haruka didn't address it, she would later, but not now."Thank you, Asuka, I...I'm not scared of you, or any of the...Vampires...at the Academy. I'm not scared." She turned her head ever so slightly and smiled at the other girl, before she made up her mind, and twisted the door handle. It creaked, and then suddenly with a large gust of wind, the door swung open and hit the wall with a loud smack.

Her breath hitched while her eyes widened. The air pushed out of her lungs as her mouth fell open into a silent scream. The room was perfect, nothing was out of place...except for the two freshly burnt corpses that lay on the bed, side by side. The red haired girl stumbled numbly into the room, the strong scents of burnt flesh filled her nose and made bile raise in her throat. Jumbled thoughts ran into each other in her head, but one thought stood out the most through.

It's them.

It wasn't proven, it couldn't be, but it was the only thing her mind could process. Her knees gave out, slamming into the ground as cold tears fell down her face. None of this made sense, why would their be two burnt corpses on her parents bed in their room? Why did the room look as if it hadn't been touched by the fire at all, even the bed looked perfect, but the bodies, the smell the memories that flashed through her head. She didn't understand, nothing made sense, what was this?! Her body was taken over by numbness, and she fell forward, hitting the wooden floor with a thump. She couldn't move, she could barely breath, as she could do was stare straight ahead as tears rolled down her face and into the ground. Haruka felt like her body wasn't in her control anymore, all she could do was breath and blink the tears away, but inside she was scream, screaming and screaming and screaming, clawing at her eyes to get the image of those burnt corpse out of her memory.

She opened her mouth, trying to ask Asuka for help, trying to bed her to do something, anything, but nothing came out, only a strangled noise that sounded like a cry of pain and a battle cry all in one. And then, we world went black. But the corpse had been branded into her eyelid's, even in the darkness, she could see them.

I'm broken...

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"And so it begins in a world full of unknown possibilities and endless nightmares.."




Asuka could only half-smile at the girl. Haruka stated that she wasn't afraid of Asuka, and as much as she wanted to be comforted by those words, Asuka knew better. Even if Haruka stated she wasn't afraid of vampires in the school, Haruka should be. They were dangerous. She was dangerous. She sighed lightly, trying not to disturb the girl as she seemed lost in her own thoughts. Haruka then proceeded to open the door to another room, however; a sudden gust of wind pushed passed the two and tossed the door open carelessly. The loud thwack of the door hitting the wall sent a shiver down Asuka's spine until the scent of freshly burnt corpses flooded her senses. She saw Haruka fall to her knees as the smell of salt assaulted her senses. The girl was crying, so that meant she knew the bodies that lay in an otherwise perfectly preserved room. It was as if this room had never been touched by the flames.

Asuka re-acted as quickly as she could as Haruka fell forward and passed out. She shook the girl lightly, trying to see if she could get her to regain consciousness, but it failed. She glanced once more at the bodies. She couldn't feel anything. Sadness, pain, nothing. They were not someone she knew, but the way Haruka reacted was enough to give Asuka a clue as to who they were. They were either the people who owned this house, her parents, or just the ones that cared for Haruka as a child. Whoever they were to Haruka, Asuka didn't know. She sighed as she knelled down to the girl, removing some strands of her red hair from her face before glancing around. She had no choice but to carry her back to the Academy. It would be a walk, but Asuka could manage if only because of her vampire blood. With a heavy sigh, Asuka grabbed Haruka and held her so that it was comfortable for the both of them.

"I think it's time to go back," Asuka muttered as she took the girl from the home. She glanced over her shoulder as she stood at the front of the house, taking in the damaged visage before making the long trek back to the Academy. It took at least an hour or so to return. She had to walk slowly so that she wouldn't accidentally injure the girl or drop her. Once back, she took Haruka back to the infirmary. It was best if the doctors strapped the girl to the bed and kept her on at least a few days bed rest, but she wouldn't tell them that. It would be up to Haruka if she wanted to rest or not, and given the images that would undoubtedly be burnt into the girls mind, she would need it. She let the nurses take Haruka from her arms as she stood in the doorway. Immediately, the doctors began to work on the red-head and Asuka only sighed.

"Take care of yourself Haruka. It won't do you any good to just," Asuka paused. She scoffed to herself as she walked out of the infirmary. Satisfied with the soft click, she walked down the hallway and made her way towards her dorm, however; her feet lead her to the music room. She smiled sadly as she entered the room, tracing her fingers along the violin she owned. She was tempted to play something, but she resisted the urge and sighed. Things were just getting weird every day that passed. First, it was the incident at the festival, then the incident with Sora, and now this. What else could possibly happen? She shook her head. She didn't want to know, and she hoped that this would be the end of such things. But somewhere, deep in the bottom of her heart, she knew that it wasn't the end. Something still seemed so out of place and Asuka couldn't put her mind to it.

"Rough day I take it?" Snow stated as he sat on the window sill. Asuka merely glanced at her familiar. The two exchanged looks, almost as if they were having a conversation with no words being spoken between the two. With that, Snow took off without another word as Asuka ran a hand through her brown locks. She took a deep breath and made her way to her dorm, awaiting for the day to end and a new one to begin.

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“This was the truth at the core of my existence: this yawning emptiness, scantily clad in rage. It had been there all along.”






The last few days passed in a blur for Haruka, when she first woke up in the infirmary, she refused to talk to anyone, it didn't help when the Headmaster came to her and told her that neither of the bodies could be identify, it didn't help at all. She spent the last few days in the infirmary, not sleeping, not eating, and barely talking. In fact the only people she would talk to were Zenith and Asuka, but neither came to visit her, so she stayed alone. After two days the Headmaster told her she could go out and walk around if she wished, so she could get away from the pestering school Doctors for a short time, but they hadn't judge her mentally fit to go back to classes yet, and Haru didn't mind, she didn't want to go back just yet, she would rather be alone for now.

Part of her wanted to get better, to believe that those people hadn't been her parents, that she shouldn't feel as hurt over this as she did, but Haruka blocked that part of herself out and locked herself into an empty shell. The doctors couldn't send her home, because she had no home, she was completely alone and when she left this school she would be homeless too. Today was the first day she took the Headmaster on his offer to allow her to walk around. She was dressed in normal clothes instead of her uniform, she wasn't going to classes and was told not to bother wearing it while she was 'mentally ill' instead she wore a pair of jeans, a long sleeve white shirt, a gray jacket and a pair of her old snow boots. It was too cold to wear anything else at the moment. Her long red hair was left down, through like the rest of her, it looked lifeless, she looked lifeless. Her skin was paler than normal, and dark circles lay under her eyes, showing her lack of sleep to the world.

She silently walked down the hallways that were nearly empty, her eyes taking in everything around her and yet nothing at the same time. It was nice to just walk around, it was more peaceful than going to classes or sitting alone in a room all day. She turned a corner and nearly ran into someones back, however she stopped just in time to avoid collision. Slowly Haruka looked up, her blue eyes meeting the form of Zenith and the girl that appeared to be his sister. Her face was an empty mask as she gazed at the two for a moment before carefully walking around them both. "Sorry..." Her voice now sounded as empty and lifeless as her eyes looked, and the mere sound of it made her cringe inside.

Haruka stopped once more, standing a few feet away from the prefects, Asuka and Sora. She smiled tightly at the other girl and tried to sound more alive as she addressed her, but there was no point. "Asuka...thank you..." She looked down at the ground, flashes of the corpses playing in her mind over and over again like the rewind button had gotten stuck. She wanted to ask the other girl if she was okay, since it had to be a horrible experience for her as well, and it was Haruka's fault, she had let the Prefect trail along, she hoped it hadn't had the same effect on Asuka as it had on her. Haruka would have asked her if everything was okay now, but she didn't trust her own voice.

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|"A beauty so fragile is twisted and demented which makes a perfect trap to shatter all into fragments."|

Unsettling. Awkward. Suspicious. These were the words that entered Zenith's mind as the hall seem to be occupied by the five of them. Before, there was only Fujiwara. It did not go unnoticed by him the whispered words of Alice about not being the only one. The girl undoubtedly knew something. Yet, he could also never be sure if it was not that profound. Still, he has a hard time believing that it was a matter unrelated to the world of the night. Everything that Alice said even if appearing off-handedly weighed heavy with various interpretations which she never bothered to explain. It was like she desired it to be that way. She wanted the people to think and that is what she had done to them. Everyone was always guessing when around her.

When Alice had requested for them to eat, he would have done so. Even if, the pure-blood had heard about the prefect's whisper about nightmares. It was not his concern anymore. Moreover, everyone has them. He was note exempted to that. It was all about how one's perception of the events and environment around him. Whether this is to be for the good or the bad, it is something that the one who dreams can decide on. So, there was no use starting any kind of conversation or to express worry about it. No one was of consequence to him anymore. As long as Alice was here, nothing else mattered to the Zenith. Anyway, it was better to end it at that. However before he could bid goodbye properly, his roommate had arrived with his usual nondescript entrance.

It was a bit surprising even if Zenith still remained a visage of an emotionless corpse on the outside perfectly. There around the Tsukino pure-blood's arm was the armband which was a symbol of being a prefect. Gazing at it for quite sometime, he then spoke with his usual monotone voice. "Congratulations on being a prefect, Mr. Tsukino." It did not betray anything. No one was sure if he was pleased or not about it. In any case, his independent roommate had finally accepted the position of being guardian of Cross Academy. Tsukino fitted perfectly for that role which Zenith was certain of. At the same time, this was good news. Fujiwara would need help especially with what happened at the school festival. With them both, things should be more peaceful and orderly without doubt. Yes, it must be. His thoughts were interrupted when Tsukino asked if there was any problem. He also noticed the narrowed and suspicious look he had given Alice which was not to be blamed.

Before he could answer the query, Zenith felt something or rather someone colliding with him. There he was met with the presence of Haruka who seemed to imitate the lifelessness of things. But as he had told her before, he was not going to be by her side again. She does not belong to his world and that would be the end of that. Even if he was worried, he would not act on that again. At the same time, he had also declared this to Fujiwara. He had decided to be alone and being with them was something not needed. Thus, he would follow through that. Everything between them would be limited to mere accidental greetings and business matters if needed. Nothing more and nothing less.

Excusing herself, Zenith simply gave a nod of acknowledgement. There was no use staying here anymore. He would not bother the three and keep Alice waiting. "There is no problem here. Alice and I will take our leave now. Ms. Fujiwara. Ms. Yamazaki. Mr. Tsukino." Offering his hand to the white-haired girl, he waited for a response but Alice did something else. The girl shook her head and then looked at Asuka once more with a bright smile. "Scared of nightmares? Too bad. It's about to start." After saying that, she grabbed Zenith's hand and walked away. She was even humming a peculiar tune that was also faintly familiar to the three. More importantly, it was well-known to the Rosenkreuz pure-blood. It was the song that she would always hum.

Another statement that could be interpreted in more way than one was released by Alice. But, the next words that left the girl's lips was a bit more confusing. "Hey Zenith, do you know I have this friend named Sachiko?" Looking at the young girl, he wondered what this conversation will be about. They were still not that far from the others. "She can see bits of the future but, I'll tell you a secret." Alice stated rather with such high energy and childish glee which the pure-blood found rather endearing yet a bit apprehensive as well. "I like Kaede more. I like her so much! I can't wait to hug her to death." As she said those words, she looked over her shoulder and gazed at Sora. Her eyes held a certain glint of secret tainted with subtle hostility before looking at Zenith once more.

The Rosenkreuz pure-blood remained untainted by any kind of emotions that can be noticed outwardly. His eyes of gold remained vacant as he took the words of the girl at face value. It is because he has no idea who was Sachiko or Kaede and took them as her classmates. Although, he did notice her looking behind them to specifically Tsukino. Did something happen? Zenith was unsure of anything but then, he felt Alice tugging at his hand. It meant she wanted him to lower himself. So, they can be at the same height which he did. "Did you burned everything again?" There was a moment of silence before Zenith managed to answer that question. "Yes." With that, Alice smiled happily and then turned to look back at the trio. "See you all later." With that, she dragged Zenith once more.

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"Nightmares...yes, I have them. But don't we all? I will not allow myself to fall inside of them, even if they beckon me to."




Asuka had been so engrossed in her thoughts and the thirst that was slowly building that she hadn't noticed the arrival of the Tsukino pure-blood. It wasn't until his voice pierced the air that she finally took notice. She glanced to her side, spotting the pure-blood standing and gazing at the group. His suspicious gaze did not go unnoticed by Asuka as she followed it to the white-haired girl. Then, Zenith spoke to the Tsukino pure-blood. Prefect? She glanced to his arm and noticed the arm-band hanging around his bicep. Her eyes widened in surprise at this. Why was he prefect? Not that she minded, it was nice now to have someone else help her with the rounds. She wouldn't be the only prefect of the Academy. This was indeed a sign of good fortune for Asuka, however; it was soon dispersed when Alice spoke of the nightmares about to begin.

"Eh, Tsukino when did you become a prefect?" she found herself stating while rolling the words around in her mind. They were interrupted when Zenith spoke of there being no problem. There wasn't a problem, but more of a curiosity and foreboding feeling building in the pit of her stomach. Alice had only greeted her and she just so happened to stumble upon the pure-blood and his sister. It wasn't like she wanted to be around the in the first place, but her rounds had brought her here. "Ah, good-bye Rosenkruez, Alice," she stated as the two left, however; Alice began speaking to Zenith about friends: Sachiko and Kaede. Who were they? She didn't miss the gaze Alice gave to Sora and Asuka could only raise a confused eyebrow and tilt her head to the side.

Before anything else could be said, Haruka's voice snapped her out of her thoughts as she turned to the red-haired girl She seemed to be doing a bit better, and Asuka could only faintly smile at the girl. It was plain as day that the events that had unfolded took a toll on the girls' mind and it saddened Asuka a bit. If she could take those memories away from Haruka, she would. But unlike most vampires, she hadn't inherited that ability. She couldn't take away someone's memories even if she wanted to. Then, the words Alice had spoken still lingered in the back of her mind. What had she meant by that? What was about to begin? This young girl was truly something more than she let others believe, at least that was what Asuka had discovered by their short meeting. She would have inquired about it, but what could that little girl possibly know. She scrunched her face in frustration as she let out an irritated sigh. She was going to get gray hairs soon if she allowed this to continue. Without further ado, she turned her attention to Haruka.

"You're welcome Haruka, but I do not know why you are thanking me. I am sure you would have did the same thing for me," she stated with a bright smile. There was something bothering the red-haired girl, that much Asuka could see. Those images, they were now going to be a part of this girl's memory. They would be burned and carved forever into the abyss of her mind, and it caused Asuka's heart to ache. She didn't want her friend to suffer from it, so she cast a glance at Sora and then towards Haruka. "Haruka," she stated in a soft voice. She sighed, knowing the girl would probably say no, but she had to ask. If she doesn't, then that would be for her to decide. Asuka could at least provide some sort of comfort to the red-haired girl.

"If Sora wouldn't mind, and if you want them to be gone, he can take those memories from you," she stated while glancing at the pure-blood. She wasn't sure if he would do it, but she didn't want to see her friends suffer any longer. But as she glanced at the pure-blood, she noticed his gaze. What Alice had said, it must have bothered him or appeared to have. Was this girl truly trying to test the limitations of everyone around her? She might have been kin to Zenith, but everything about the girl screamed something different. Perhaps it was because the two were hardly alike. She was more opinionated whereas the pure-blood remained an unreadable mask. Truly something was going on, and she could feel it crawling beneath her skin. This feeling, she didn't like it at all.