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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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“Everything I thought I knew was a lie.”



Sora did not laugh, but he did manage a small smile against the top of Asuka’s head at the words. It was a brilliant flash of familiarity in a situation that none of them had truly expected. Oh certainly, his paranoia had been informing him for a long time that something like this would happen, but for once, he’d tried not to assume the worst. It was not a mistake he’d ever make again. “Glad to hear it, Fujiwara,” he said, giving her routine and normalcy in exchange for the same. Not that anything about him being here, holding her like this, was normal, really. It was something, though, that he didn’t dislike as much as he thought he would.

But a little dose of ordinary or not, there were things she needed to know, things that Midori had told him, and so he relayed these things, about Zenith and Haruka and the Headmaster, and though he was saying them, he hardly believed them. Rosenkreuz and he had never been friends, per se, but he’d respected that the other pureblood was not like most of their kind. Apparently, what he was wasn’t better, but worse. He couldn’t shake the feeling that there was something behind it, some justification, however weak, but it didn’t matter now. He’d done what he’d done, and nothing could adequately justify this.





Sora left Cross Academy that night. Part of him didn’t want to go, but he knew that he had to. He trusted that Fujiwara could take care of herself, that she would, but he suspected that she needed to be away from vampires at the moment, or at least only looking at them from the other end of a sword. And if a certain masked figure, always unseen, occasionally showed up during a hunt of hers, dispatching a target in her blind spot, well
 she didn’t have to know, and he wasn’t sure he wanted her to. He never revealed himself to her, nor did he attempt to speak to her or anyone else from Cross for that year and a half, and indeed, Sora Tsukino disappeared almost entirely from the face of the world.

For a year and a half, there was only Null.

He was confident by this point that they knew who he was, and so it was no longer an attempt to conceal his identity. Quite the opposite, really—he continued to leave his signature everywhere, rooting out as many agents of the Contra Mundi as he was able, but none of them seemed to lead any closer to the center of the web, and their numbers seemed endless, mostly lower-level vampires and the occasional noble, nobody important. But Sachiko, try as she might, could not see the Contra Mundi in her visions, and, as she confessed to him one day, she could never see him, either. It was disturbing, that he seemed to nullify even the talent of his cousin, but it was also a strange coincidence, and he followed the thread of it, hoping it would lead him closer to what he wanted.

Where it had taken him was something he never would have expected, and what he learned had reduced him for a time to nothing but a moving shell—he’d kept killing, but he’d lost track of why for a while there, and at least six months had been spent in what was essentially a waking catatonic state. It had been hard on Sachiko, and even harder on Kaede, who didn’t fully understand it.

The triplicate of letters from Cross Academy had shocked him out of it, and at first he had been adamant in his refusal. That invitations had arrived not only for himself, but also from Sachiko and even Kaede (who was technically slightly too young to attend), made him incredibly suspicious, but as Sachiko wisely pointed out, Cross was also the only place he might have allies, and with the changes he’d heard about in the structure of vampire society recently, he was going to need allies to achieve anything more worthwhile then eliminating low-level cronies. He wanted the Contra Mundi’s head, and in the end, that was what made him agree. Nowhere was safe for Sachiko and Kaede anymore—it was better that they remained close to his side if possible.

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Which was why he was here, at Cross, though admittedly watching everything from the roof rather than down on the grounds when the rest. He wasn’t sure he was ready to see her again. It bothered him, that she’d never truly left his thoughts, and after what he’d discovered about himself, he didn’t think he deserved to have friends. Didn’t think he should be around people. Family, he couldn’t help; they needed him. Fujiwara—Asuka—didn’t. She was perfectly fine (some part of him that he refused to acknowledge just thought she was perfect, full stop, though in regards to what, he couldn’t say) without him. He shouldn’t impose.

As it was, Sachiko felt no particular issues with this, and even as Asuka looked up at the big clock and spoke her question to the air, she received an answer from a stranger. “No,” the girl said quietly, stepping up to stand beside Asuka with a small smile. “That’s why we have to make it right.” She tilted her head to one side—her chin-length hair had grown until it cascaded down her back, held in place by twin low tails of deepest black. It would not likely be difficult to guess that she was related to Sora, though her eyes were a shade of dark grey rather than his fathomless black.

“You must be Fujiwara Asuka-chan. He doesn’t often speak of people, but he thinks highly of you, you know.” There was more to it than even that, but Sachiko respected her cousin enough not to interfere
 too much.

Meanwhile, a short girl in the Day Class uniform, a black kitten draped over one shoulder, proceeded through the crowd. If Haruka’s hair was the color of fire, Kaede’s shared a hue with blood—rich, dark, and presently braided tightly and laying over her back. At the behest of the kitten, she followed the stairs upwards, and came upon an older girl standing in the doorway of the headmaster’s office. The cat meowed, intending to draw the young woman’s attention, and the small girl blinked. “I’m not sure the headmaster would be pleased to find you here,” the girl warned, though her tone held no judgement or rebuke, only a small note of caution. She looked far too mature for a child of her age, but then perhaps that helped her seem less odd to the other students, who might otherwise have questioned her presence.

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|“Deep inside me nothing has changed, however everything has indeed changed.”|

It was quiet here. It was never ending. It was unchanging. Emotionless golden eyes looked at the sparkling lake of blue and violet which reflected the multicolored hues of the sky above. This place now known as the castle of the Pure-blood King. Actually, this was the Rosenkreuz Ancestral Lands. A place where great power and mystery enclosed it in perpetual dawn. Time never moves forward with in the invisible barrier it has to depict its territory. If one would have a watch, it would cease to work until one departs from the vicinity. At the same time, only those favored by the Rosenkreuz, usually it is a token given, and those who bear its blood can enter without hindrance. This is where Zenith had finally decided to install his seat of power. There was no other perfectly suited location to do so. He had done so once, he had taken care of the opposition and then established a new form hierarchy. In short, the vampire society had once more returned to monarchy where the precious of precious was the sole absolute authority.

A year and a half had passed since his nightmarish actions at Cross Academy. His personal hand in killing the Headmaster and many others along the timeline. He felt completely unfeeling with the heinous deeds he had committed. For once, he was truly empty in any form of emotions when it comes to an act of violence. He was indeed a monster like his sister had told him once. After all, he would not even hesitate to harm or even to remove people who had been concluded to be subtly close to him. There were no exemptions in his machinations whether it was for a twisted good or pure malice. His actions had always been covered the haze of ambiguity.

He had heard that Cross Academy had been reopened once more. That was a good thing, he truly believed that. It was the first place he had even been to outside the Rosenkreuz sanctuary. At the same time, it was by the deceased Headmaster who had asked him personally to attend. That is why he took the chance to experience the outside world for the first time. Unlike his sister, he had never been outside until that invitation. So, he truly enjoyed his time as a student. It was a very warm thing for him to have. A rose-colored dream, it indeed was. He learned a lot of things. To live a life of a normal person even for a bit, he truly enjoyed that despite what he may looked like. That place remind him of Amalthea even for a bit.

But even with all those sentiments, he never thought twice of destroying it. He was truly a frightening person in this sense. The thought made him close his eyes for a brief moment. He knew what happened with Fujiwara, Yamazaki, and Tsukino even without him prompting anything to do so. Alice would always inform him of the on-goings and he would let the girl tell him all she wanted to. In response, he would listen silently. However, it was never enough for him to discern the true intention of his little sister. But then again, this was the path he had chosen. He is close to fulfilling his dream. So, he continues to traverse this road soaked in blood and created by the rotten corpses of many. "Master, it is time to go." O appeared had not changed much through the years. He remained true to his fox-like appearance.

There was a long silence which made O blink in worry. "Master?" It was then Zenith opened his eyes once more and then looked over his shoulders. Those golden eyes of his met with blue ones. It made O wonder if his Master would like to cancel the meeting with the President of the Association. "Do you want me to cancel the meeting?" The pure-blood looked back at the lake and was silent for some time once more. Now, there was sense of structure and stability in governance unlike a year and a half ago. Many had asked about the treaty established between the vampires and the hunters a long time ago. The symbol of that had always been Cross Academy but at its demise. Could it be possible the peace was now null and void? His answer...

"No. Let us go." It is why Cross Academy had been rebuilt. The treaty will still stand. It is why he would be meeting with the new Hunter Association President. This was to renew the treaty once more in a blood contract. He will represent the entire vampire society which in turn the President will represent humanity. O hearing his Master's response climbed up to the pure-blood's shoulder and perched there. With that done, Zenith turned his back from the lake and made his way to leave his dominion and to uphold the treaty once more or what is left of it.



"That is not true. Ms. Haruka Yamazaki. Ms. Kaede Tachibana." This was the greeting of the new Headmaster, Hughes Jackson. The Welcome Ceremony was now over and done. Classes were not to start until tomorrow. For now, the students were free to enjoy and tour the school to their heart's content. Actually, nothing was changed to the structure. Everything was returned to its original appearance. But, there was indeed something new here. Located at the main gardens, a large obelisk with the names of the people who died at the tragedy of Cross Academy were inscribed on it. A memorial to live by and to respect by. "My office will always be open to the students." He stated with a smile. "I am glad to see that the two of you accepted your invitation to attend here."

Hughes then excused himself as he fully opened the door to his office. It maintained the same architecture but the design and taste was more modern and technology-wise. He then gestured for the two to take their seats wherein he occupied his desk. "For some of those I sent the invitation to, I am certain that coming back here must be truly hard." There was genuine sadness in that handsome features of his as he released a sigh of regret. "But, we must live on for those who can never do so even if it is the hardest thing to do." His black eyes looked at the two girls in sincere sadness and a bittersweet smile. Taking a deep breath, he then gave a cough to change the atmosphere and topic. "I had invited Mr. Sora Tsukino and Ms. Asuka Fujiwara to meet me in my office as of now. You saved me the trouble of calling for you Ms. Yamazaki."

As if on cue, the intercoms of the school announced the names of Asuka and Sora being summoned to the Headmaster's Office. He had a gentle smile and then offered them the two girls with a plate of chocolate cookies. "As per tradition, I would need to have prefects. I wonder if you three would be inclined for that job and if so, I would have a very important duty that the prefects must do starting tomorrow." There was a lingering edge of mystery in his words that makes most want to hear more. Truly, what did the New Headmaster mean?



"President, do you think this is really wise?" One of the Hunter escorts queried the President. After all, the Rosenkreuz's reputation was now but a very tarnished and frightening thing. "Don't worry. He would not harm a fly for now." With that said, he entered the hall where the meeting will begin. It had been agreed upon by both parties that this event will be done at neutral grounds. The memorial site of where the first treaty was formed. It was known as the Blood Monument and here they were gathered. From the very moment, the President entered so did, the new King along with his entourage of followers. "It is nice to finally meet you, Rosenkreuz-san." As for Zenith, he looked at the man that seemed to remind him of Tsukino. He was like darkness with his obsidian hair and abyssal black eyes. But there was something essentially different, it was not a smile. Something more. "The same, Mr. Avalon." And so, the meeting began.

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“Hard is trying to rebuild yourself, piece by piece, with no instruction book, and no clue as to where all the important bits are supposed to go.”





“I’m not sure the headmaster would be pleased to find you here,” Haruka turned around and blinked at the smaller girl before carefully closing the door half way. Haruka tilted her head ever so slightly as she tried to place why the kitten that sat upon the girls shoulder looked so familiar, but instead of dwelling upon the fact that she couldn't quite place a memory, she addressed the girl. "I guess the same goes for you." She replied. Haruka figured if she was caught by the new Headmaster, she would just explain how she needed a new uniform, not that she would wear it, and if she had been caught by another student, she would just black mail them into shutting up, she never expected to be caught by both at the same time. "That is not true. Ms. Haruka Yamazaki. Ms. Kaede Tachibana." She visibly flinched at the sound of her own last name before directing her eyes towards the man. She recognized him right away, he was the guy she had ran into at the festival. The guy that had tired to sweet talk her. Awkward... She frowned slightly at the man before glancing at the smaller girl, Kaede.

Part of her wondered if the girl was as unimpressed with the man as she was, there was something she couldn't place about this guy, something just didn't feel right. "My office will always be open to the students." She looked back up at his smile and blinked, he was being surprisingly nice, perhaps she was just being too judgmental. "I am glad to see that the two of you accepted your invitation to attend here." Haruka frowned at him from behind his back while mumbling a something about burning invitations, but it seemed he hadn't heard her, because he just opened the door the rest of the way and gestured for both girls to enter. Haru visibly flinched at the sight of the room, flashes coming back to her and making her take a small step back before forcing herself into the room. "For some of those I sent the invitation to, I am certain that coming back here must be truly hard." Haruka looked at the chair she was expected to sit in, and carefully sat down on the edge. "No kidding," She mumbled looking down towards the ground under her chair.

She didn't like the fact that her chair was placed where the Headmasters body had once been. "But, we must live on for those who can never do so even if it is the hardest thing to do." Her train of thought was broken as he coughed, clearly he was done with that conversation. "I had invited Mr. Sora Tsukino and Ms. Asuka Fujiwara to meet me in my office as of now. You saved me the trouble of calling for you Ms. Yamazaki." Another flinch at the use of her last name before her frown deepened. The last Headmaster had known not to call her by her last name...

Her eyes brows came together in pure and utter confusion as she realized a plate of cookies were being offered to her and Kaede. Haruka looked at the man like he had grown a second head before she timidly took one of the smaller cookies and shifted it between hands. "As per tradition, I would need to have prefects. I wonder if you three would be inclined for that job and if so, I would have a very important duty that the prefects must do starting tomorrow." The red head sputtered and nearly dropped the cookie she had been holding. "I beg pardon?" Haru asked, looking at Kaede then back to the older man like she was expecting one of them to jump out and yell 'got you!'

He's insane. She concluded before shifting the cookie to her left hand while letting out a sigh. "What is the 'very important duty' that you would have us do." Haruka asked, watching him with cool and calculating eye, she was not giving her answer right away. She knew what the Prefects did, and if it came down to it, she wouldn't be able to fully protect any of the Day Class from a Vampire, that much was clear with her last encounter with him. If she took this job she would have to ask Asuka or Sora for lessons on fighting. Now wouldn't that be interesting.

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"What does the future hold for us now?"




Asuka was snapped out of her thoughts by a quiet voice, answering the question she thought went unheard. Turning, she blinked her eyes for a minute at the girl before her. For a moment, she thought she was seeing Sora, but the girl's dark grey eyes and the ever so femininity of the girl told Asuka otherwise. She offered a small smile to the girl, not wanting to come off rude or conceited by ignoring her. But then, the girl spoke and addressed her by her name. It confused her until she finally solved the riddle. She spoke of him, Sora. The pure-blood who never left her thoughts even as she left the Academy and began hunting. Her thoughts always drifted back to him, wondering if he was safe, if he was hurt, if he succumbed to his thirst as she almost had. She had promised him that she wouldn't let him starve, and she left him. She pushed the thoughts to the back of her mind as she finally addressed the girl before her.

"Yes, but you can just call me Asuka. I take it that you must either be Sachiko or Kaede. Sora spoke of you both. It's a pleasure to meet you," she stated as she smiled a little more warmly than she had intended to. The statement had caused a warm feeling to flow through Asuka when Sachiko spoke of Sora thinking highly of her. She didn't know why, she was no one special, at least she shouldn't be given the blood flowing through her veins, however; she pushed those thoughts to the back of her mind. "Is...is he okay?" she found herself asking as she stared at the girl. Before she could hear an answer though, the sound of her name being called over the intercom caused Asuka to sigh. She had only been at the Academy for a few minutes, and already she was being summoned to the Headmasters office. It was just her luck that it would happen. Would he ask them to be prefects again? Asuka wasn't sure if she was ready to take on that position again.

After what had happened, she wasn't sure of anything. What good did being a prefect do if she couldn't save someone? Without realizing it, Asuka's legs had carried her towards the familiar office of the Headmaster. The building, the design, everything remained as it once had before the explosions, however; there was still the fact that it wasn't the same. The building had been destroyed, and for a moment, Asuka could still hear the agonizing screams of the dying students and teachers. It sent shivers down her spine as she reached for the door knob. A moment of hesitance as she did so caused Asuak to take a deep breath. She didn't want to be here. She wanted to be out, searching for the one who was responsible. She wanted to find the Rosenkruez pure-blood: Zenith. Even if she had found him, what could she do against the pure-blood. He was that, a pure-blood, and she just a half-blood. What power could she possess to exact her vengeance on him?

Sora had told her before they parted that he had been the one responsible. That he as their enemy now and for some reason, that broke her heart more than words could describe. She didn't want to believe that he would have chosen that path, however; a deep part of her knew that even if he wasn't the one behind the bombings, he would eventually do something to drive a wedge between everyone. And then his familiar had killed her brother. How could she ever forgive him for that? He took the only thing she had left to cling onto the human side of herself, hence why she had given in and allowed herself to take pleasure in killing other vampires. Although truly, she hadn't taken pleasure in it. She had cried after each one she killed. It felt as if a deep hole in her heart couldn't be filled by no matter how many times she killed. She had even attempted drinking the blood of a mad vampire to see if it would poison her and kill her, however; she could never bring herself to do such a thing.

"Here goes nothing," she stated, knocking on the door before opening it and ushering herself in. Immediately, her eyes were flooded with the bright red colors of hair. One obviously belonged to Haruka, however; the other girl she was unfamiliar with. But then there was this scent that lingered off of her. It was of him. She knew this must have been the other girl important to Sora, and for a moment, a pang of envy filled her. She ignored the feeling and glanced at the new Headmaster. She missed a conversation apparently as Haruka sat quietly and the other girl didn't seem to move at all. She had caught the last of the Headmasters statement. So she was going to be asked to be a prefect again. She could try again. She could try and utilize her new-found prowess with her ability, and an ability she discovered all her own during her hunts.

She could utilize it to perhaps protect the students better. She took a seat to the farthest from Haruka, leaving an extra space between her and the red-haired girl and glanced to the Headmaster. She was slightly confused when Haruka spoke. Had the Headmaster asked her to become a prefect as well? This caused Asuka to frown. She didn't want her friend to be put in that situation. She would constantly be in danger if that were the case, and Asuka didn't want her to be in danger any longer. She wanted to keep the girl safe as best as she could, however; that wasn't a decision Asuka could make for Haruka. Whatever the girl chose to do, Asuka would be there to help her and protect her.

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“Am I just paranoid? Or is something really wrong here?”



The girl’s returning comment wrung a smile from Kaede, and she was about to agree that this was probably true when the subject of conversation appeared behind them. Apparently, that meeting was finally over. Kaede studied the headmaster for a moment. He had to know her true age, and yet he had invited her to be a student here. Seeing as he knew her name, there was very little chance he didn’t know more about her, and Sora and Sachiko had taught her that people with information were the most dangerous kind. He didn’t seem so dangerous—he looked kind of ordinary, in fact, but then
 that was just another reason to be wary, wasn’t it? Danger doesn’t always look like danger. Never let your guard down.

Still, even if there was danger here, it wasn’t like there was much she could do about it by herself. They’d also always stressed that the people who would want to hurt her were probably stronger than she was. It was why hiding was so important, only now they couldn’t hide anymore, so they had to take up what Sachiko called a “defensive position.” Kaede wasn’t sure how this qualified, but if the man was giving out free information, she might as well take it.

And the cookies, too. Those seemed to be free. Kaede took one with a smile and a grateful bow, though once he started talking about prefects and important duties, she wasn’t so sure she should be there anymore. She’d never been made to feel unimportant; quite the opposite, in fact. She knew that Sachiko loved her, and Sora
 she liked to think that he did, too, but it was hard to read him. She might have excused herself from the situation, but another girl, this one with short brown hair and eyes of the prettiest jade color, entered, sitting kind of far away from Kaede. Maybe she didn’t like strangers? Midori hopped gently off Kaede’s shoulders and into the girl named Haruka’s lap, turning a round a few times before settling there, apparently happy to remain for the duration of this ‘meeting,’ whatever it was really about.

Kaede didn’t want to be rude, and she hadn’t been told to leave, so she stayed, shifting slightly uncomfortably in the thick atmosphere of the room and nibbling on her cookie demurely. At least, until the last person finally entered the room. It seemed to the girl that Sora always filled a room with just his presence. To anyone else, the feeling might have been uncomfortable, but to her it was comfort. It meant that he was near, and she was safe for sure until he left again. Even a meeting with three strangers could not change that comfort, and she relaxed perceptibly when he entered, turning to the side a little to beam at him.

His nostrils flared, and a look of mild bemusement crossed his face before he made eye contact with her, nodding his acknowledgement of her silent greeting. He glanced over the others in the room, and for some reason, his eyes lingered on the brunette girl, but Kaede could not read the look in them. They seemed empty like usual, but also
 she didn’t know. There was something else in them, but then he turned away from her too and looked only at the headmaster, perfectly neutral in his expression. It was his mask, Sachiko called it. Not the white one with the pretty purple stripe she’d painted on it, but the one where you couldn’t tell who he was or what he thought, even though he was right there.

He remained standing, and when he did speak, it was only to address the headmaster. “You called.” It wasn’t a question, and it was also perfectly neutral, just as bland as his face. She didn’t like it—Sora never used that voice around her, and now she understood why. It made everything feel
 hollow. He folded his hands behind his back, and said nothing else. Clearly, it was time for an explanation. She wondered if she was supposed to leave now. She didn’t really want to leave Sora or Midori behind, but she was also kind of uncomfortable, so really anything would have been fine by her, but she wasn’t going to be rude and leave without a dismissal.

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|"Time waits for no one. Life will never be fair. So, the story begins anew."|

Yes, they are truly an interesting group of three. He had already noticed that during the school festival. This is what Hughes was thinking when he had finally Asuka, Sora, and Haruka within his office. Their sudden, subtle, but expected reactions to another was but an amusement to him. Of course, he had only kept this to himself knowing the three might take offense in his sincerest opinion. The passing time groomed them to what they present themselves to him now. They were more broken and yet hardened. Whether this was for the good or for the worse, the only person who can decided this upon was the three as well.

"It is good to have all of you here." Hughes stated calmly and rather pleased with the attendance. There was no doubt in his mind that they would not come back to Cross Academy. while he glanced towards the youngest among his guests. He could notice the certain uneasiness and doubt if she was needed here. The new Headmaster calmed those notions with a small smile a few words. "I want you to listen well about this, Tachibana-san." He then directed his attention to three once more. The voice held a degree of seriousness which meant that the important thing he would ask of them to do if they agree to take the prefect position was rather on a matter which warrants careful thinking. "For the next words apply to all of you."

His eyes of black held an edge as his hands were now placed before him with them interlaced with each other. "I will offer you three to be prefects whether you accept it or not depends on you." He paused for a moment as he looked at the three to provide them the opportunity to think. After all, he would not force them to take this position. "Your experiences make you all qualified to ensure that tragedy will not happen ever again." Once that was stated, he released a small sigh as if the next thing he would say was lighter. It would not do good to dampen the situation with such things. "I believe in the former Headmaster's belief of co-existence and I will adhere to that." So, what did he mean by that exactly?

"As such, I would have both classes be joined as one in all schedules." He then took pause for a breather and letting the four to notice the implications of that. If that was so, why would there be a need for the designation of Day Class and Night Class? "But they will be separated by dorms, the reestablishment of the Sun and Moon Dorms. As for the share of the main building. The east wing will be for the day class and the west wing will be occupied by the night class." Whether this was better or not, it was yet to be known. This only meant that both humans and vampires can have more opportunities to mingle especially during the lunch break but then again, it was still limited after-class hours. "Curfew will be strictly implemented as always. It is why I would need prefects to keep everyone at bay."

Observing the three candidates for the responsibility, Hughes then closed his eyes and then massaged the bridge of his nose for the next part. "Cross Academy is the symbol of the treaty between Humans and Vampires." So, this was rebuilt in an effort to keep true to that oath created in the past. He was not certain if they were aware who had been responsible to such a quick rehabilitation of Cross Academy. Well, it would be interesting to see their reactions. But, it was also nice to see them in suspense and in wonder. "And if any of you or all of you accept, I will have you do this duty you must never fail which I have informed Yamazaki-san."



The meeting went well. This was the general point of view provided by the Rosenkreuz pure-blood. He had heard of the new Hunter President and heard certain rumors and reputations. It fitted the man perfectly. The other odd thing, he felt extremely familiar towards the male. He has a conclusion why so, however, it was not making much sense. As a result, he had pushed that aside from his mind for now. All that mattered the treaty was renewed once more and he would be very busy with a personal matter he will be attending to. Yet, it does not mean that he would not be available when it comes to his duty and authority as the Formal Head of the Vampires. He will still be hands-on and this will not be changed by anyone.

"Master, everything had been prepared." O informed Zenith who was about to enter the limousine sent for his transportation. The fox familiar never left his Master's side during the whole discussion and renewal of the contract between the humans and vampires. He was completely in favor of it. However, he does not like the new Hunter President at all. The man known as Avalon was very shady. But then again, he also has a great wit and intelligence that was at par with his Master. For once, he had never seen such a heated debate done in a few words. It was rather amusing and yet not good for the heart. O believe that the entourage feared a possible altercation but it still ended on preferable terms.

One thing was for sure. His Master does not like that Hunter President. Truly, it was a very hard thing to be someone like that in his Master's eyes. A really hard thing to do, no matter what. Well other than that, he was rather skeptical about the other decision of his Master even if it was for the promising advocacy of the peace treaty and to show that order was put into place in a secure manner. But as usual, he cannot change his Master's mind in this. The white-haired pure-blood was determined to accomplish his wish, his dream at every means possible. Zenith heard his familiar's information as he simply nodded and entered his vehicle. Tomorrow, a new chapter will be written. This time, there was no invitation. It will be purely on a personal connection and goal.



Taking a deep breath, Hughes revealed the important duty. "I will have you the prefects, welcome, secure, and assure the safety of a student of ours." He started out and watched their reactions. They must be wondering who the student is and rather very important to have the prefects ensure such safety. Well, why not? If this student was ever harm, a war will break out. An all-out war without fail which will be revealed to the world and this person never lies. "This student will be coming tomorrow. A night class student, the Head of the Vampire Society, Zenith Rosenkreuz."

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“This world is nothing but crazy.”





Haruka watched Asuka carefully as she entered, they had kept in touch, but never face to face, she understood that the other girl had also suffered a great loss, she didn't wish to bother the girl now, even if the new hair cut wasn't what she had expected. Then her eyes traveled towards Sora, she had only met him once more, and that was before everything had happened, through she could still see the differences, she could see the differences in all of them. It was actually rather sad. Suddenly, something warm and small jumped down into her lap. The red head blinked down at in the kitten in confusion as it settled down. Comfort flooded her sense as she allowed herself to relax and gently pet the kitten, Haru still couldn't place the memory, it was right there, it felt important, but she couldn't place it.

"It is good to have all of you here." She looked back up at the man as her eyes hardened once more, she still didn't trust him. "I want you to listen well about this, Tachibana-san." Haruka looked towards Kaede and frowned. For some reason she didn't want the girl around this man, he felt dangerous to her, and Haruka felt like she should have snatched the cookie out of the girls hand and threw it to the ground, not to be rude, but instead, to protect. Where did the cookies come from anyway? What kind of weirdo keeps a plate of cookies just laying around? She turned back towards the Headmaster and couldn't help the small smile that spread out across her face. Gay men. She looked up towards the roof and covered her laughter with a light cough. That explains a lot... Her amusement was cut short by his tone. "For the next words apply to all of you." She frowned once more. So he was a grumpy gay man, well it was better than a headmaster that ran around in a pink tootoo. She nearly shuddered at the thought.

"I will offer you three to be prefects whether you accept it or not depends on you." Haruka looked back towards him and allowed herself to lean back slightly, she felt better now that Asuka and Sora were here. "Your experiences make you all qualified to ensure that tragedy will not happen ever again." She stiffened and looked down at the ground, half expecting blood stains to be there. "I believe in the former Headmaster's belief of co-existence and I will adhere to that." Haruka carefully petted the cat in her lap, pretending she didn't just hear him mention the old headmaster. Out of everyone in the room at the moment, she was the only one to attend his funeral, she hadn't cried over since that day, she didn't plan on crying about it now.

"As such, I would have both classes be joined as one in all schedules." Her hand paused in her petting as her eyes snapped up to his face. Oh my god, he is insane... "But they will be separated by dorms, the reestablishment of the Sun and Moon Dorms. As for the share of the main building. The east wing will be for the day class and the west wing will be occupied by the night class." Did that make sense? Didn't the night class have classes at the end of the day for a reason? "Curfew will be strictly implemented as always. It is why I would need prefects to keep everyone at bay."

"Cross Academy is the symbol of the treaty between Humans and Vampires." She let out a small breath in defeat. If this Academy meany so much to both worlds, if the Prefects job meant so much to keeping the peace, there was nothing her could say that would make her refuse. There was no way out of this. "And if any of you or all of you accept, I will have you do this duty you must never fail which I have informed Yamazaki-san." Haruka gritted her teeth and looked out the window. She had to reframe from snapping at the man about her last name, and instead took to petting the cat once more. What was the duty they would have to preform without fail? What could possible be more important than protecting the students of the academy? Unless...

"I will have you the prefects, welcome, secure, and assure the safety of a student of ours." She blinked in confusion at the Headmaster. How could one student be so important? If it was like...the presidents daughter, then yeah, that made sense, but there was no way... "This student will be coming tomorrow. A night class student, the Head of the Vampire Society, Zenith Rosenkreuz." Her breath hitched as the faded bruise that had once been upon her neck burned. She pulled the kitten closer to her and stared at the man in horror. "Your...Your letting him come back here? After he destroyed the Academy?! After he killed the Headmaster?" She stood up abruptly, still cradling the kitten in her arms. She couldn't sit any longer, Haru felt sick to her stomach. The red head begun to pace around the room, her face shifting from anger to disbelieving, to rage, sadness, and pain, all at once. "Your insane..." She stopped by the window and stared out it for a moment before spinning around staring at him with blank eyes once more as her face relaxed into a mask. "One good reason, and I'll agree. Why are you choosing us three?" Her eyes narrowed as she watched him carefully. "Is it because of what we went through when the Academy was blown to bits?" Her tone was cold as she spoke, clearly unforgiving to the one who had caused all of the pain and suffering, and partly angry at the man for rebuilding the Academy and bringing it back. The dead should have stayed dead. "or is it because of all of our connections with him. Her voice was bitter as she hugged the cat close to her chest, she remembered now.

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"If I agree to this, I cannot guarantee that I will uphold that bargain. I want him dead as much as anyone else."




Asuka stared at the headmaster as if he'd grown an extra head. He wanted the prefects, Sora, herself, and possibly Haruka, to protect him? The one that was responsible for so many deaths, her brother's death, and the fall of Cross Academy in the first place? Surely this had to be a joke of some sort. And as such, Asuka laughed. It was a dry laugh but nonetheless it conveyed her thoughts. Surely this man had to know who was behind the crumbling foundation of the school, otherwise he wouldn't be letting that thing back onto school grounds. But what if he did know? This caused Asuka to stop in her laugh and fixed the Headmaster with another stare, almost as if she were trying to deduce what the man's intentions were truly. She couldn't read him, and as such, she sighed and folded her hands in her lap.

No, she wanted to say. There was no way she was going to protect the one responsible for so much misery, so much death. She couldn't. Zenith was her enemy, he had declared it as so. Not only hers, but everyone here at the Academy as well (at least the ones that remembered). Her eyes drifted to Haruka and then to Sora. She knew they must have felt the same, however; if they agreed to become his bodyguards, then she'd have no choice but to leave the school again. She couldn't be in the same place as that vampire, not without the intent to kill written all over her face. But this was just a petty feeling, perhaps there was more to it than just her own feelings. Taking in a deep breath, Asuka remained silent. She wouldn't give an answer quite yet, not until Sora and Haruka voiced their own thoughts.

Then, it hit her. He was the head of the vampire community? During her hunts, none of the other hunters she had paired with from time to time ever mentioned that the vampire community was under new law. This caused great confusion on her part. Were the vampires appointing him their leader because of what he had done at the Academy? If so, did they applaud what he did? It didn't make sense, she knew some vampires were against the union of their kind and humans. But that didn't justify anything no matter how deep the feelings ran. She pursed her lips together as she continued to shuffle the thoughts through her head. She missed what Haruka had spoken and continued to remain silent. If she accepted, she'd be able to get close to the Rosenkreuz pure-blood again. She could try and find a weakness of his, exploit it, and perhaps use it to her advantage. As much as she wanted to exact her revenge, the words of the Headmaster rang through her ears.

She didn't want to cause a war. The peace, everything everyone had worked so hard for would be put in jeopardy because of her selfishness. Hayate would never have second guessed his actions if it were she who were dead. But then again she never had his hatred of vampires, at least not until now. It was odd though. She hated a part of herself and yet, there was one that she didn't, couldn't bring herself to hate. She knew the reason why she couldn't hate him, but even then. She took in a deep breath, one that she hadn't meant to be so obvious before folding her hands over her legs. She directed her attention towards the Headmaster once more, eyes conveying nothing as she did so. She knew she would regret this, but there was no turning back now.

"I'll accept," she stated in a firm tone. "I am sure there are other pressing matters to attend to so I will make this quick. If, for any reason, any action should be repeated, I will not hesitate," she ended the sentence. The message was clear, she need not further emphasize her point. This Asuka, the one she had become, was not the same bright-eyed girl. She still hadn't released the pain of losing her family, and she wasn't sure she wanted to. Losing them felt like a part of her had died. She wasn't able to see Hayate's warm smile, nor her Uncle's loving embrace. She didn't have that any longer, however; her eyes softened a bit when she glanced at Haruka and Sora. She had them, her friends. Shouldn't that be enough? To see that they were still alive and well, shouldn't that be enough of a reason to let go of this pettiness of hers? She subconsciously rubbed her neck. That night, the night she first shared her secret, still played in her mind.

Zenith had been the first person she had ever revealed her secret to, albeit it wasn't on purpose either. She had seen his need, she wanted to fulfill it so that he wouldn't attack an innocent student. It wasn't something she had thought upon when it happened, hence why she reacted the way she had. A pure-bloods bite, their poison would not work on her because she was already half of what they were. She was a vampire as well. Asuka began biting on her lip, a habit she formed when she began hunting. Why, it was a source of comfort to her and she was always careful enough not to draw blood in the process. She was frustrated now and couldn't think properly. She just wanted this to be over and done with so she could resettle into the Academy once more. She'd have to get used to playing a student once more and she wasn't looking forward to tomorrow.

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“In every situation, there is an advantage to be found. Do not close your eyes to it.”



When the Headmaster told her to listen carefully, Kaede’s eyes went wide and solemn, and she nodded. She was very good at listening—it was the reason that she and Sachiko were still alive. Even as a child, Kaede knew better than to let her fear or apprehension control her, and knew better than to cry too loudly in case she was found. She could also follow instructions, right away and exactly. And so she followed these, trying to keep track of the situation. The first part sounded good; the Headmaster was asking Sora to help protect the school, and the peace. Sora was even better at protecting things than Kaede was at listening, so she supposed it would be fine.

The second part was a bit confusing. The day class and the night class were both supposed to be during the day now? That was strange—why would they call it the night class if it was during the day? Sora said that the night class had people like he and Sachiko in it, and the day class was for people like her. She understood quite well the difference between humans and vampires, but she’d never really met many other humans before, so the thought of being all alone in a room full of them was strange, and perhaps even a little bit frightening. Maybe she could be in the night class, too? She’d ask Sora about it, later.

The last part was the strangest. Sachiko had told her that Zenith Rosenkreuz was a bad man, who had killed a lot of people with explosions, and destroyed the school before. He was dangerous, and Kaede should never even try to be near him, ever. But now the Headmaster wanted these three people to protect the dangerous man? From what? No, that didn’t seem right at all, and apparently Haruka-san did not think so either, since she called the headmaster a bunch of mean names (though not as mean as the ones Sora sometimes used on people) and clutched tighter to Midori, who ran her raspy tongue along the girl’s cheek, as if to soothe her. Kaede knew that Midori wasn’t really a cat, but part of Sora’s soul with a different personality. Midori was good at protecting people, too—maybe that was what she was doing now.

The other girl, the Fujiwara-san that Sora talked about sometimes, agreed to do it, though. Turning behind her a bit, Kaede looked at Sora, but he was still wearing the blank mask-face, the one not even she could read. His eyes flickered to her, then between the other girls in the room, and finally back to the headmaster. His arms were crossed over his chest, and he tilted his head to one side. But he was still impassive, and she couldn’t discern anything just from looking at him. She wondered if he was thinking about his family again. Sometimes, he looked like that when he remembered them, but he never looked like that when he was remembering Fujiwara-san. She wondered what the difference was.

“I’ll do it,” he said at last, but his voice was just as blank as his face, not a hint of his motives to be seen. Why would he want to protect a bad man? Kaede didn’t understand, but she knew that if Sora was doing it, then there was no need to worry. “What, specifically, are you asking of us? One day? His first week? The foreseeable future? Shifts or all at once?” He could have been asking about anything at all, from the weather to history, with that voice, but she knew it to be his professional one, like he had with clients on the phone. Was this another kind of job the Tsukinos did?

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|"Whether one succeeds or fails, it depends on the roll as the sun rises for a new era."|

There were various reactions from that piece of information he had delivered. It was to be expected. After all, the Rosenkreuz pure-blood did take all of the blame from the nightmare that had showered on Cross Academy a year and a half ago. No one can deny that the damage done on that day would ever be forgotten much more forgiven. He could see disbelief, anger, revenge, and the mind of an assassin at work. The new Headmaster finds all of their reaction unique and added to their interesting spectrum of being. It was better to know where they stand when in face with the new King of Vampires.

First, he looked at Haruka who was in clear anger and confusion in the decision of allowing Zenith who had killed the previous Headmaster and destroyed the very foundation of this school to come back here. In a logical way of thinking, this was completely absurd and not of the best choices. However, there are reasons as to such events. "I was not the one who rebuilt this academy. I was merely assigned by the council of humans and hunters to uphold the school's values." His voice was evenly calm and was his face. He understood Haruka's intense dislike to this. Her connection to the former Headmaster was not an unknown factor to him and even more so, the tendrils of possible bond with the pure-blood during the school festival.

"The reconstruction and rehabilitation was headed by Rosenkreuz-san in an effort to renew the treaty between humans and vampires." He released a small sigh and had a rather conflicted look upon his coal black eyes. As if, he was not also in agreement in the attendance of the unstable and unpredictable white-haired pure-blood. However, what choice can he possibly have? This was done to show the vampire society and the hunters that the new authority among the creatures of the night supports co-existence. "Personally, I do not like him to attend. But, politics and propaganda are needed to ensure the stability between the humans and vampires. His presence deems the cooperation of his entire race."

He then glanced at Asuka and then to Sora. These two should know well the complicated and fragility of the entire system. As such, it was important to show a strong front more than anything else. He then returned to look at Haruka. "His crimes must be judged but since he is who he is, it should be the hunter's job. However, he now holds great power which makes him untouchable and the hunters would not want to destroy the semblance of order they have managed to retrieve." Leaning on his chair, he rubbed the bridge of his nose. This was truly a complicated situation. It is why he had asked the three of them to stand by the side of the Rosenkreuz Pure-blood.

"Although, I said secure and keep him safe. I also meant it the other way." His eyes hardened with such resolve and looked at the three he had asked to prefects. They were the only ones who would never waver before the pure-blood. Others will do so and possibly be taken. They knew the truth of the matter. They have hatred in their hearts. So, they will never be blinded to do what mus be done. "Make sure, there will be no repeats of his deeds. Stop him in whatever means you deemed necessary. Once, his actions show such hints." He then took a deep breath and wondered if he should tell Haruka about this or not. Perhaps, it would be better to do so. The girl was not able to focus on the duty unlike the other two trained in combat which give them the background of keeping their emotions in line. So, he will give him something to hold herself, to keep her calm in their meeting.

"I don't know if you're aware of this, Haruka-san." Hughes started as his eyes now held a degree of regret and sadness. Judging by the girl's reaction, she seemed not informed about this. The previous Headmaster made this piece of information very private at all costs. "The former Headmaster was bound to die. He was suffering from a disease that would soon claim his life. He only had a few weeks left." Letting the room be filled with silence, he allowed his words to settle in among the occupants of the room. Once, he was sure they comprehend it well. He continued on. "You were there when the previous Headmaster died. Did you not notice? He had a smile. He was at peace." As such, there were many speculations with what exactly happened between Zenith and the previous Headmaster. But, the only person who could divulge all was the incomprehensible pure-blood.

Hughes has no intentions to change their minds towards Zenith especially Haruka. However, the girl needs an anchor to keep her emotions in check. As far as experiences, the girl was still a newbie. "Anyway, I chose the three of you because of the connection you at some point established with him. At the same time, you all have personal reasons and goals in regards of him. With this, I know you three will be grounded and not be swayed by him." He narrowed his eyes in seriousness as he looked at the three of them and the next words that left his lips was nothing more but a fact and mystery all in all. "Simply put among all of known affiliations of Rosenkreuz-san in the past, you three were the only ones remaining alive and not killed by him. I don't know the reason but it must mean something to keep you three still in the plane of existence. So, I know that only the three of you can handle him."

His eyes then focused on Sora who asked about the details of this security mission. "I would have you three to keep close to him for a week under the premise of protection. Afterwards, it would be too suspicious if you stick near him all the time." Straightening himself, he tilted his head to side but those eyes of his remained vigilant and sharp much like of an eagle honing on a prey. "Still, I would still want the three of you to keep a close eye on him. There would be shifts and I would let you three to determine that. But, I will always require that there would be always one person on support."

After stating that, he cast his attention to Haruka. "I'm aware you have no combat training. I don't mind asking a hunter from the Association to train you or..." He trailed his words and looked at Asuka and Sora. "They could do so. Whatever the decision may be..." Returning his attention to Haruka, his face softened as if the serious talks had now been lifted. "Inform me." He released a large sigh and looked at the three with a warm gaze. "Cross Academy will be under your protection, Three Musketeers." He ended his statement with a smile and then winked at Kaede who should know the tales about such characters whether by cartoons or of live-action films. "I really want to keep everyone here safe and at peace. I really do." He softly said and looked at three again and gave them a small nod. As such, he would entrust this wish on them.



And soon, the tomorrow came as the present time. Golden eyes looked at the newly rebuilt Cross Academy as if it never had been harmed by anything. However, this was but a mere illusion. The scars and blood spilled will never be erased. The door to his vehicle opened as he stepped out. He already donned his usual white uniform. Nothing much has changed about the pure-blood. It was like a year and a half had never passed for him, but that was to be expected for someone like him. The first time, he came here. It was by the invitation of the Headmaster who he had killed. Now, he was here by his own volition. The servants informed him that his things had already arrived before him and had been arranged. He dismissed them with a nod

After wards, he climbed up the stairs and soon came upon the main gates that were opened. Cherry blossoms filled the air with its scent and petals scurrying about. However, his deadpan expression met the three people he had never wished to cross paths ever again if possible. But as it would seem, their fates had already been intertwined ever since the first day they met. What truly a sad and cruel world this was.

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“People adore monsters. They fill their songs and stories with them. You know what a monster is? Power. Power and choice. Monsters make choices. Monsters shape the world. Monsters force us to become stronger, smarter, better.”





Haruka sat silently as the new Headmaster addressed all of them and as the conversation drew closer and closer to an end, one thing was clear, she didn't have a choice. Through it was presented to her as a request, she just couldn't say now. Even if she hated Zenith for what he had done, she wanted nothing more than to keep the peace, she never wanted to see that kind of death again. "I don't know if you're aware of this, Haruka-san." She blinked in confusion and looked back up at the Headmaster, meeting her gaze steadily. "The former Headmaster was bound to die. He was suffering from a disease that would soon claim his life. He only had a few weeks left." She froze.

All at once it felt like the ground beneath her had collapsed, and now she was just standing on air. She felt the raspy tongue of the cat at it tired to sooth her, and in return she hugged the kitten closer to herself. "You were there when the previous Headmaster died. Did you not notice? He had a smile. He was at peace." She looked away, down towards the ground. She had known the man, he would have been happy for death, but not for being betrayed. Through she would never fully forgive Zenith for what he had done, she wouldn't try to hit him with a chair. That would be pointless, and the only one to get hurt would be the chair. She let out a deep breath and nodded slowly. "Thank you..." She mumbled softly, still not looking at anyone else in the room.

"Anyway, I chose the three of you because of the connection you at some point established with him. At the same time, you all have personal reasons and goals in regards of him. With this, I know you three will be grounded and not be swayed by him." Actually, this was making for sense to her now. Not as much as she wished, because there was still something going on behind the scenes that they were all being left out of, but she at least understood where this man was coming from now. "Simply put among all of known affiliations of Rosenkreuz-san in the past, you three were the only ones remaining alive and not killed by him. I don't know the reason but it must mean something to keep you three still in the plane of existence. So, I know that only the three of you can handle him." She found herself carefully petting the cat once more. She didn't want to be reminded of that day more than she always was. Mostly because I wanted him to just kill me then... "I'll do it." She choked out, still not looking at anyone. As silence filled the room for a split second, and then the Headmaster went on. It seemed he had his prefects.

"I would have you three to keep close to him for a week under the premise of protection. Afterwards, it would be too suspicious if you stick near him all the time." Haruka looked back up and quickly look away once more. As much as she wanted to trust this man like the old Headmaster, there was something...strange about him, that she didn't like. "Still, I would still want the three of you to keep a close eye on him. There would be shifts and I would let you three to determine that. But, I will always require that there would be always one person on support." She nodded more to herself than to him while looking towards Sora and Asuka. That makes sense. Most likely we would take turns with the shifts, it we all come together and plan it out carefully, we could set up a certain premier around him at all times, however when patrol is needed, only one person would be able to stay and keep an eye on him, while the other two take care of patrolling. her mind started to work like gears turning, plans and maps forming in her mind one by one and giving her new ideas as they went. It would be smarter to have Sora watch him while he's in classes, because they'll be there at the same time, however Sora would also be the best to watch him at night... She let out a sigh and tried to focus on what was going on around her.

"I'm aware you have no combat training. I don't mind asking a hunter from the Association to train you or..." As if she had read his mind, she also looked towards Sora and Asuka, and flinched. Could she ask Asuka? No...most likely not. Asuka cared too much for her health, she wouldn't train her properly if it included being injured, however, Sora, the Pure-Blood she barely knew, she might be able to ask him for a few lessons. "They could do so. Whatever the decision may be..." Haruka turned back towards Hughes and nodded in understanding."Inform me." She would have to think that over a bit, did she want a stranger to train her, or someone who would understand what she needed to be trained in. "Cross Academy will be under your protection, Three Musketeers." Haruka winced at the nickname. It was clear there was no going back now, it was truly up to the three of them to protect the school. "I really want to keep everyone here safe and at peace. I really do." Haruka returned his nod before silently leaving the room. There were some things she had to get in order for the following day.




Haru was horrified.

She had been given a weapon. Not just any weapon, but an Anti-Vampire weapon. It must come in the job description, because the small hand sized rod with the pointy end came with the prefect arm badge. At first, she had been very confused, how in the world could so fight a vampire with a tiny, pointy rod, however, that confusion vanished when she touched the little button on the and it grew nearly twice its size and the pointyness grew. Through it was heavy, it wasn't too heavy for her, and she could wield it as pleased. After she had shrunk it back down to it's normal size, Haruka had strapped it to her upper thigh so it was hidden by her skirt. For the first time in a long time, she wore the Academy's uniform. The only differences from half a year ago were the Prefect arm badge that she never thought she would wear, and she had pulled her long red hair up. Some of it still framed her face, and her bangs still lay in their original place. Through with her hair up, she did look a bit more...what was the word? Professional.

As she walked through the many hallways and towards the front gate, whispers could be heard by the other students, most of them watching her like a hawk. "I heard her and the other two Prefects were hear when the Academy was destroyed." Gasps could be heard as she rolled her eyes. All of them were getting more annoying lately. "I heard that's why they are the Prefects!" Well, they were smart, she would give them that, but not smart enough to wonder why the Academy needed Prefects in the first place. "Her hair is so pretty!" One of the girls she passed by gushed to her friend, who shook her head in return. I actually like how the other Prefect, Asuka, has her hair cute, it's so stylish!" Haruka was nearly running out of the hallway when she saw the doors, and in less than a minute she was standing in front of the memorial that had been made for all who had died. Haruka lost track of time as she stood in front of it, staring at the Headmasters name for a long time before she withdrew and headed towards the front gates once more. She arrived mere minuets before Zenith could be seen through the gate, and with a quiet sigh she put her masks up and per paired herself to meet with the devil once more. And so it begins...

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"There was someone who once said 'The wise learn many things from their foes.' I intend to follow those words."




Asuka listened as the Headmaster spoke. She wanted to scoff at his choice of words, however; she bit her tongue and continued to remain silent. The only reason why he chose the three of them was because of a connection? What connection? The only thing she did was offer him blood in his time of need. She had once thought to consider him a friend and had at one time wanted to be his friend. But now, she wasn't sure of anything at the moment. She waited for the Headmaster to finish his speech before nodding in his direction. It would make sense for them to take shifts. Although Haruka agreed, she didn't want the girl putting herself in such necessary danger. She'd have to consult with the red-head later. She wanted Haruka on the Day watch, keeping an eye on him during the mornings and things like that. Sora and herself could take the evenings, nights, and class shifts. It wouldn't be a problem. The real question now was Haruka's training. The girl wasn't suited for combat, something Asuka grew up in and Sora as well. He was a trained assassin, she was a trained hunter, and Haruka was just a normal student.

"I'll train Haruka," she simply stated with no room for refute. She didn't want any harm to befall the girl, and although she would like to take it easy on the girl, she knew she couldn't. Her life was depending on it now. With that in mind, Asuka allowed her eyes to drift towards Sora and the other red-head present. She wanted to talk to Sora, however; she couldn't, or she wouldn't. What did she want to say to him? What could she say to him? Hey, how are you?, she thought as she sighed. Once the conversation was over, she glanced towards Haruka and stood. She bowed at the Headmaster before turning to Haruka. "Haruka, we'll begin your training starting first thing tomorrow after our shifts. As my friend, I will not take it easy on you," she stated with a smile before nodding her head in Sora's direction. With a repressed sigh, she made her way out of the door and walked down the hallway.




Tomorrow came too soon and Asuka hadn't slept that night. Hayate's face plagued her dreams and so did the countless others of the tragedy. They were constant reminders that she had woken up in the middle of he night covered in a cold sweat. Instead of falling back to sleep, she remained awake and stayed on the roof-top. She ran her fingers along her violin as the moon still lingered in the dark sky. It has been a year and a half since she last played it, and a part of her didn't want to. The only reason why she played in the first place was because her uncle had encouraged her to pick up something other than her hunter's training. A smile found it's way to her lips as she picked it up and placed it underneath her chin. She pulled the bow across the strings, listening to the sound it elicited before she closed her eyes.

"For you, Hayate, Uncle," she whispered to the wind as she began to play a soft melody. It wasn't loud enough for the students of the Academy to hear it, and if they did, it would only sound like a soothing lullaby to their ears. She allowed the song to finish as a familiar screech brought her back to her senses. Snow landed in front of her, perched atop the fence as she smiled at the owl. He nodded his head to acknowledge his master as she dropped the violin, not even wincing as it broke in half. She would have no purpose for it now. It would only bring unwanted memories, ones that she didn't need. Taking one last glance at the broken instrument, the sun peaking through the horizon and the soft chiming of the school bell signaled it was time for the day to begin.

She walked aimlessly through the hallways for awhile, ignoring the gossip that drifted from the student's mouths as she passed them. She could hear them speaking of the incident and why the three of them, Sora, Haruka, and herself, were chosen to be prefects. That was only partially true. They were there when the explosions happened. From time to time, Asuka could still see the hand that she had grasped, the severed arm and it caused chills to roll down her spine. It didn't help that her thirst couldn't be contained after that incident. She had to have the tablets as often as she drank water. Even now she could feel the burning at the back of her throat intensify with each breath she took. It was hard restraining herself, but she had to, for their sake. It wasn't long before she reached the front of the building and stared out the window.

"Today marks the beginning of the rest of this nightmare," she stated to no one as she forced herself out of the front doors. Immediately, her eyes were greeted by the familiar fiery red hair of Haruka, and she forced a smile on her face. She walked up to her, greeted her in a silent understanding before taking a spot on the right side of the girl. She kept her gaze forward, waiting for the one they were to escort and protect to arrive. "Haru-chan, I know you must have a lot of resentment towards Rosenkreuz, but please, don't do anything we would regret. I trust you enough because you are my friend and I do not want anything to happen to you. After we settle this, we will begin your training," Asuka spoke in a soft tone as to not sound over-bearing. Haruka was new to this. She didn't know the laws of hunters and the fragile thread that was the peace between humans and vampires. She could enlighten the girl of these as well. It would be helpful in keeping the pure-blood safe, as much as she didn't want to. With that in mind, it was only a matter of minutes before the pure-blood showed up.

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“Let them plot and scheme. I will not grow weak and afraid for what might be.”



Sora needed no more explanation that he received. People were free to plot and plan as they chose, as long as they allowed him the courtesy of the same. And if they didn’t allow it, he’d take it anyway. That was just the way he was. Fujiwara volunteered to help Yamazaki train, but he thought he’d step in as well
 for the both of them. A lifetime as long as his learning this sort of thing was more than even Asuka had, and he was sure the both of them could benefit from what he and Sachiko had to teach. They would need every last bit of help they could get, if they intended to stay alive and see this through to the end.


He hadn’t seen Midori in a while, but telepathy confirmed that she was with Yamazaki, and that was fine by him. The familiar would be a lot of extra protection while the human girl learned to defend herself as well as she could. She’d never be as fast or as strong as a vampire, but she could be smarter and more efficient, and that was what he’d probably have to focus on if he was going to help her with this. But that was a thought for another time.

Presently, the entire school seemed to be back to normal, if you could call it that when the entire population now had class at the same time. Even separated by wings, it was already proving to be a pain. He didn’t really understand what the draw of his own kind was for the humans. Well
 that was a lie. He understood it perfectly. They were born to be predators, and a predator that didn’t look like one was just better, evolutionarily-speaking, than one that oozed threat like he did. The difference was, he didn’t need to look harmless. Nor did he want to.

Donning the long black coat that served as his signature accessory, Sora climbed out the window to his room and jumped to the ground, out of sight of any humans, of course. He smiled to himself, just a bit, at the soft sounds of Fujiwara’s music. It was like he’d developed an ear for it, over his time here, and grown used to hearing it even when it went beneath the notice of someone else. That had bothered him once, but he didn’t let it do so anymore. There were enough other things to be bothered about—he chose to let that one just be.

Jamming his hands into his pockets, Sora headed over to the others, taking his time so as to arrive right when Zenith was scheduled to. By the time he made it to the front gate, Fujiwara and Yamazaki were already there, talking abut training, it seemed. “Suppose that gives me first shift with his royal majesty,” he muttered in a low voice, the title clearly mocking. He could play along well enough, and he’d been a bodyguard before. One thing he’d learned was that the arrangement could work quite well even when neither party liked it at all. “Sachiko will help you train. She’s not as good as I am, but she knows a lot, some of which will help.” He made the statement not as an attempt to boast, but the simple truth of the matter.

He found it somewhat difficult to look Fujiwara in the eye, and he wasn’t quite certain why that was. It had been the same in the Headmaster’s office. He knew he’d have to figure it out eventually, and then probably take to her some more
 they’d left a lot unsaid the last time they saw each other. And even if he didn’t know exactly what it all was supposed to be, he wasn’t the kind of person to run from his problems. He preferred to face them head-on. Whatever this was shouldn’t be any different.

He was quiet after that, though, simply awaiting the arrival of their oh-so-esteemed guest.

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The reconstruction of Cross Academy had been headed by Zenith. He had implied to not change anything about the architecture and even the layout of the many buildings. But at the same time, he had implied to create a memorial for those who have suffered from the nightmare. This was his firm request which was done without any troubles. Many had posed questions to this gesture of his. It had not been publicly known that he was the caused of the tragedy. Most of the people knew that it was a ghastly terrorist attack and so on. But behind the cover-ups, the hunters and even the vampires knew what he had done. Well, the Rosenkreuz pure-blood did not hide or deny his involvement where most of the survivors which included the three people who survived had stated that he was the one behind such great sadness and pain.

Now, here he was again. The same sceneries. The same scents. The same uniforms. However, everything had now changed. On the outer appearance, everything was standing at a still. Inside, the chains and the consequences of the day will be forever etched. The stairs which he had climbed upon were broken and completely asunder when he had left this burning academy a year and a half ago. This time, there were no traces of such destruction. It was easy to rebuilt objects. But, it would never be easy to regain what has been lost. He would agree. It was priceless and countless. Those lives will never be taken back.

Eyes of golden which rivaled that of the blinding sun gazed at the three individuals standing before him with the usual impenetrable and emotionless look of his. He could tell that what happened from that day changed them. Why would it not? In front of Yamazaki, he killed the former Headmaster and showcased her that her life can easily be taken by him. Fujiwara, he had ordered O to kill the previous Hunter President but her brother, her cousin was caught in the middle resulting in the boy's death. In the end, he was the one responsible for that. To Tsukino, they never had any concrete relationship which was the same with the two girls. But he knew well, he is but a vile creature to the eyes of his former roommate. At the same time, he had declared to them that he will be their enemy from then on. Yes, it still stands as of now. He is the enemy.

Looking at the bands around their arms, they seemed to have attained the position as prefects once more. It was also the same with Yamazaki. Surprising, yet it never showed at all in any of his gestures. It was the same as always. He was still a blank in terms of his emotions. Although, he does understand why they had chosen to be so. More than that, he was quite intrigued as to why they had returned to this Academy. But then again, it could be said the same to him. They all have their reasons and they all have different paths to choose. After doing so, he calmly looked at the three once more. He had been informed that he will be escorted to the Headmaster first and then to his class. But, he was not informed about the detail of having bodyguards. “You must be the ones that will take me to Headmaster Jackson.”

His usual distant and polite manner of speaking was still the same. It was like the pure-blood had been frozen in time. His Cross Academy white uniform fitted him still perfectly. It was without doubt that he will be be quite popular with the populace of the academy once more like in the past. The only difference in his appearance, the rumored signature accessory was now revealed for all to see. His necklace with a crystal pendant rested perfectly at the center of his chest. It caught the gentle rays of the sun making it radiate various colors much like a prism would. This was an important token to him, very precious. Just like this, he does not appear to be such a dangerous being or even the one responsible for such a heinous crime. But, he was. He truly was.

He did not say anything further and waited for the three to escort him. O was not with him at the moment. He had asked his familiar to do a little errand for him. But, O will be joining him later in the day. Once, the three began to lead him which was not really needed. After all, the four of them knew this place more than anyone here at the moment could. But, this was a duty and a formality. Because, their situation has now completely changed. He was not simply a student anymore. He had become a criminal and now the Ruler of Vampires. For them, he was now an enemy. They were now out to claim his life. It made him wonder if he could still leisurely fall asleep as he had done in the past.

Following the three, Zenith did not say or do anything along the way. Although, some of the students who lingered the hallways did blush at his sight. There were even some whispers which his hearing could pick regardless. They were complimenting how beautiful he is, how hot he is, and if he was single or taken. Humans do really have a simple track of mind. They were enviable in that matter. Upon arriving at the Headmaster office, he entered and felt a certain sense of familiarity not towards someone but of this place. It was here he had ended the life of the former Headmaster. It was here he had claimed to be an enemy. "It is good to know you have arrived safely, Rosenkreuz-san."

This man is known to him. He was the one at the School Festival, the one who had warned him with such riddles. He was involved with that boy. There was no definite proof but, he concluded this. So, this was now the person in-charge of this school. “We have met.” Zenith stated with his trademark of a monotone voice. Hughes was now before the pure-blood and was about to offer a handshake. But, yes that was true. They had met. He lowered his hands and offered a small smile instead. "Yes, I was at the school festival. Sometime, one could laugh how life can twist everything around." Zenith remained motionless for a good minute before speaking further. Clearly, he did not show any sign of apprehension but that is what the pure-blood does best. He never shows anything. “Zenith Kline Rosenkreuz, it is nice to meet you officially.”

Hughes cannot help but find Zenith rather amusing. Sora was also the master of controlling and hiding emotions. However, this white-haired pure-blood was different in the way he presents himself. It was very entertaining. He reached out his hand to him. "Hughes Jackson, I share the same sentiment. Welcome back to Cross Academy." Ending the handshake, Hughes looked at the three prefects around the Pure-blood King. This was the beginning of their duty. At the same time, the start of something else without a doubt. This much he could tell. "Everything had been prepared prior to your arrival. I don't think I need to introduce the prefects to you anymore." Zenith gave a nod at this. There was no need for introductions and he also did not removed his eyes on Hughes' face.

"I would not delay you four anymore. They would be escorting you to your class and will serve as your guards until you get used to things here." Hughes stated without much dissonance in his tone. As for Zenith, he was not informed of this. Furthermore, there was no need for such things. He was truly a new student to begin with. “There is no need for that.” Hughes knew that Zenith would say that. He took a deep breath and met those golden eyes that revealed nothing about its owner. "There is." There was strength and seriousness in the way Hughes released those words. From that, Zenith knew this man was not to be trifled with even more so from his interactions with Hughes during the festival. Whatever game was being played right now, they were currently at a stale.

A moment of silence before Zenith conceded to such arrangements. His answer was a mere nod which made Hughes smiled brightly something so similar of the previous Headmaster. "I'm glad we came to an understanding. Now, off to classes you four and have a nice day." With that said, the four of them were ushered out of the office. Zenith looked at the class card handed to him a moment ago. This depicted his schedules as a student. More importantly, he looked at the three meant to be his guards. Well, there was another term to that. “Shall we go, Ms. Fujiwara, Ms. Yamazaki, Mr. Tsukino.”

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Haruka smiled softly at Asuka as she spoke, she was greatful that she was willing to train her. "Thank you, Asuka." The red head spoke quietly and tried to focus on something other than the fact that they would have to be around him more than anyone wanted to. “Suppose that gives me first shift with his royal majesty,” Haruka blinked and turned towards Sora, one of her eyes brows raising as she pursed her lips, a funny thought forming in the back of her mind. “Sachiko will help you train. She’s not as good as I am, but she knows a lot, some of which will help.” Haruka nodded as thanks and looked up towards the sky. The thought in the back of her mind kept growing and growing until she couldn't keep it in anymore. "Hey Sora? Do you actually have to call him 'Majesty' or 'My Lord' now? Since he is like...the king of vampires...or something like that..." Haruka couldn't help the small cheeky grin that spread across her face. It would be rather amusing to see the dark haired boy try to keep a straight face while calling Zenith 'My Lord'.

Mostly because she wouldn't be able to do it with a straight face, not matter how hard she tried. After a short moment, because she could joke around about the matter further, the gates swung open and at the same moment something small hopped onto her left shoulder. Haruka looked down and blinked in confusion at the cat that now sat upon her shoulder. She figured that Midori belonged to Sora, and she was actually quite glad that the cat had hung around her so much, ever sense that day the small animal was an anchor for her, and she kitten was good company to be in, she felt safer with the animal on her should. After gently petting Midori, Haruka turned towards the white haired vampire. All amusement that had been upon her face a moment ago vanished in an instant was was left with a bored expression. “You must be the ones that will take me to Headmaster Jackson.” Haru found herself holding her breath, now she was second guessing this choice. She should have just flown to London and never returned to this dreadful Academy, let alone agreed to this job, but there was no turning back now. "Follow us." She replied simply before turning and following Asuka and Sora towards the Headmaster's office. She couldn't help but wonder if Zenith would also remember the man who was now the Headmaster, most likely he would, nothing slipped by the white haired Vampire, that much was clear.

The walk was silent, other than the annoying Day Class and all of their whispers that could be heard clearly by all of them, it was actually rather sad, they all thought they were being the most sneaky people in the world but Haruka could see every glance and hear every whisper. Perhaps she was too observant. "It is good to know you have arrived safely, Rosenkreuz-san." Haruka held the door open for the others, Zenith entered first, then Sora and Asuka followed, then herself. Haruka stood carefully by the door, on leg propped against it as she crossed her arms and observed the scene before her with bored eyes. “We have met.” Haruka nodded slightly, her eyes trained on the two men as if she was silently agreeing with the Vampire. They had met before, was there nothing strange about that? "Yes, I was at the school festival. Sometime, one could laugh how life can twist everything around." Her eyes narrowed as she gazed at the new Headmaster. Good cover story, how long did it take you to come up with that one? The red head shifted her gaze so she could look out the window. Something was going on, how could no one else see it? Clearly the 'Headmaster' was withholding information, surly if she could tell, the other bloody Vampires in the room could. “Zenith Kline Rosenkreuz, it is nice to meet you officially.”

Or not. She thought sarcastically while mentally rolling her eyes.

"Hughes Jackson, I share the same sentiment. Welcome back to Cross Academy." She turned back towards everyone else and met Hughes gaze steadily, her eyes still bored. "Everything had been prepared prior to your arrival. I don't think I need to introduce the prefects to you anymore." She wanted to laugh. There was no need for them to introduce themselves, not that it would go over well. 'Hi I'm Zenith Kline Rosenkreuz, I killed your brother, destoryed the Academy, and ripped out the Headmaster's heart! Nice to see all of you again, even through we are all enemies now and most of you are thinking about killing me!!' She rolled her eyes once more while holding back a snort. Yeah. That would go over real well.

"I would not delay you four anymore. They would be escorting you to your class and will serve as your guards until you get used to things here." She felt the tension rise in the room in an instant as she carefully begun to pet Midori. “There is no need for that.” The response was to be expected, but from the look at Hughes face, there was no avoiding the matter. "There is." The seriousness that was shown in the two words was enough to bring a whole building into silence and it sent a chill down her back. Everyone has two sides, a side that they show for the world to see, and the side that is hidden beneath the mask. There are no exceptions. It was something she now lived by, a code of honer in same ways. The Headmaster had told her that many many years ago, but lately she was thinking back on their conversations more than usual.

The silence dragged on for a moment before Zenith nodded in agreement but the tension did not fade from the room. "I'm glad we came to an understanding. Now, off to classes you four and have a nice day." Haruka wasn't planning on going to classes, at least not today, she felt no desire to go over the rules of a new school year with another boreing teacher, if she could, she would either slip away to the library, or keep an eye on Zenith. “Shall we go, Ms. Fujiwara, Ms. Yamazaki, Mr. Tsukino.” Her eye twitched at the use of her last name before she reached out and snatched his card from his hands and studied it quickly. After she was done doing so, she passed it over to Asuka and Sora so they could do the same. "We need to be aware of your schedules in order to keep watch on you." Haru said simply before glancing at Sora and silently asking him to lead the way, he would know where all of the classes were going to be held better than herself, if Haruka didn't think it was look strange, she would ask Midori to lead the way, but the kitten seemed happy parched upon her shoulder.

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“Yet each man kills the thing he loves
By each let this be heard
Some do it with a bitter look
Some with a flattering word
The coward does it with a kiss
The brave man with a sword.”



Sora shot Haruka an aside glance, just barely avoiding rolling his eyes. “Depends,” he replied blandly. “Do you acknowledge his right to rule? I don’t.” And honestly, it was as simple as that. If he had to call Rosenkreuz anything, it would be just that—the same thing he’d always called him. His actual name. Titles were for people too important for their own good. He never used them.



So there was some tension between the terrorist and the shady Headmaster. Interesting. He wondered what it was, what it reflected, but he was sure he’d fond out eventually. They were all wrapped up far too tightly in this business, too close to the center of everything, for it to remain a secret forever. At least, he felt that was true of Fujiwara and Yamazaki. They and Rosenkreuz were bound up in something big, something likely sinister, and that was what his instinct told him. He
 well, he was here on purpose. Approaching the eye of the hurricane, so to speak. If he wanted the answers, desired his vengeance in truth, then this is where he would find it, not out there, trimming weeds from the garden of lies.

He didn’t contribute to the exchange, though he did glance over the card Yamazaki handed him, memorizing the contents before handing it over to Fujiwara, still not looking at her more than he had to. “What do you know?” he muttered, mostly to himself. “Looks like I’ll actually be going to class for once.” He picked up on Yamazaki’s glance, and nodded shortly, taking the lead and angling for the first classroom. He highly doubted all of them were necessary at the moment—he could handle anything his classmates threw at Rosenkreuz, though the more they wandered through the hallways, the less it seemed he’d even have to worry about that. The guy would probably be as universally adored as always.

Doesn’t matter what’s underneath if the face is pretty enough, I guess, he thought to himself apathetically. It wasn’t like he gave a care for the thoughts of any of these people anyway. If they wanted to be deluded into thinking their leader was some kind of angel or saint, well
 maybe delusion suited them. It would make his job easier, anyway, if nobody wanted to kill him.




Outside, at the agreed-upon training grounds, Sachiko was staring into the middle distance, her eyes faintly aglow with blue radiance. Kaede sat beside her, watchful for anyone coming by. Sachiko was strong, but vulnerable while using her powers, and so she had to be a good girl and make sure nothing snuck up on them, like Sora had taught her to do.

The older girl’s eyes dimmed, fading back into their deep grey color, and she sighed heavily, shaking her head. “One thing. He needs me to see one thing, and it’s the only other thing I can’t see
” Sachiko shook her head sadly, stretching out her legs to lean back on her hands and cross one ankle over another. This school uniform was kind of cute, she had to admit. Most of the girls here looked really nice in it. She wasn’t really sure how her scruffy cousin had managed to find himself in the company of the three prettiest people in the school, but he had. Then again, she reflected, he wasn’t so bad himself. The four of them, viewed from outside, as though they were friends rather than enemies and tense allies, could have been the stuff of fairy-stories or a glamorous movie of some kind.

Beautiful people, and probably not a beautiful intention on any of their minds at the moment. Such a shame that the world tended to scar on the inside what it left unblemished outside.

“Don’t worry, Sachiko. I’m sure that you and Sora-kun will figure it out.” Kaede’s words, so innocent and hopeful, filled with that particular adoration that only a child could truly manage, warmed her, and Sachiko smiled. “Of course we will,” she replied easily, smiling to chase away the unwelcome thoughts by force. She wasn’t so sure, really, and she had seen things that disturbed her. But Kaede didn’t need to know that.

Now, where were Haruka-chan and Asuka-chan? Sora had asked her to help with their training, but maybe they were still with Rosenkreuz-san. If so, she could wait. It wasn’t like she had a lot else to do at the moment.

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"Once something is in your grasp, will you let it go, or will you cling to it selfishly?"




Asuka returned Haruka's smile and waited for Zenith to appear. Sora made his presence known and Asuka found herself staring at the black-haired pure-blood, a frown marring her face in the process. There were a lot of words that were left unspoken between the two, and she wanted to speak with him. But where would she start? She didn't even know what she wanted to tell him, but somewhere deep inside, she knew. She offered a small smile to the pure-blood before glancing away and inwardly chuckling at his statement. Haruka's next sentence caused her to snort slightly. It was funny thinking about it. If Zenith was the Head of the vampire council now, then technically, Sora's statement held a bit of truth. He would be considered Lord or King in terms of the vampires, but to Asuka, he was still Rosenkreuz. No formalities would be given even if they were required of her to do so. As such, the white-haired vampire made his appearance and addressed them.

Asuka merely addressed him with a slight tilt of her head, not a full on nod, but it conveyed her message. As such, Haruka spoke first and told the white-haired male to follow them. Asuka stood at the back a bit, trying to contain the anger that was seething from every pore of her body, however; as trained to remain calm as she was, it did not show. Walking like this, it felt odd. There was an odd sensation about it and it felt rather nice. It was as if they were not momentarily enemies, and instead just four friends casually walking through the hallways. She could hear the murmur's of the other students, all gaping like suffocating fish towards both pure-bloods, and even a comment or two about Haruka. It caused a sad smile to cross her features. Could this have been them if Zenith hadn't betrayed them? She pushed the thought out of her mind, her face returning to it's earlier state as they approached the Headmaster's office. Sora led the way with Haruka coming in last.

Words. Only words were spoken between the Headmaster and Zenith. Asuka did not need to hear what was spoken, she already knew what was required of them. Why should it have to be repeated? Regardless, her attention drifted towards Sora. He seemed a bit more distant than usual and it caused her to frown. What is wrong with you, Sora, she thought before her attention was garnered by their dismissal. She was the first out of the room, followed by her companions. Haruka seemed to have snatched Zenith's class card, causing Asuka to shake her head slightly before said card was placed in her hands. She blinked at it, memorizing what was important before handing it back to the pure-blood it belonged to. She stared, trying to read his amber gaze, however; she found herself unable to. Sora's statement caused her to raise an eyebrow. That's right, I forgot, she thought. There were times when she'd catch the Tsukino pure-blood skipping his classes and reprimanding him for it. They were less than pleasant conversations back then, but then again, when were their colloquies ever pleasant?

"Haru-chan, Sora will take the first rounds," she began as she glanced at said pure-blood. "I doubt we are both needed at the moment. We could use this spare time to begin your training," she addressed the red-head, glancing at Sora in the process and nodding in his direction. Given who he was, she knew that Sora could handle a few students in the school on his own. Haruka was still untrained and that needed to be corrected as quickly as posssble. She was at risk thanks to her new position as prefect and it was something Asuka didn't want to take lightly. She couldn't lose her friend to something like this, especially given their situation as bodyguards in the process. She turned to Sora and sighed. She really needed to talk to him. She didn't understand why, but she needed to.

"You said Sachiko-chan was going to be training with us as well, we shall go meet her then. And Sora," she stated, grabbing Haruka's hand in the process and began dragging her away. A pregnant paused followed after the end of her statement. She wanted to speak with him now, but given their current situation, it wasn't the wisest thing to do. Instead, she settled for a dejected sigh and turned from him. "You and I have a lot to discuss," she finally stated before leaving with Haruka in tow. She remained silent for the time being, her mind shuffling through her current emotions. At the moment, the strongest one she felt was anger and confusion. Anger because of the deal she made in which felt like she signed her life away to protect the one responsible for the deaths of many people, including her cousin. Confusion, this was mainly felt because of Sora.

She couldn't understand why the pure-blood confused her so much as of late, and the lack of interaction between the two caused her to furrow her brows. She wasn't expecting a bright and bubbly reunion though. In fact, the way he was acting now seemed about right. There was nothing special going on here and there shouldn't be. She rubbed her head in frustration before turning to Haruka, offering a nervous laugh before sighing. In a matter of minutes, she finally reached the area where Sachiko was waiting for them. She offered a smile towards the black-haired girl and noticed the red-haired girl, the one from earlier, in her presence. She offered the red-haired girl a smile as well, however; it came out much warmer than she had intended to. Turning to Haruka, she grinned at the girl, coming off almost predatory with the way she grinned.

"Are you ready to have fun Haru-chan?"

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|“Life is an endless cycle of repetitive events. There was nothing to look forward to. But, it is always different when I am with these people. Why is that?”|

His class card was taken out of his hand without much of a warning. It was not something for him to get upset or be annoyed about. This gesture was simply surprising although, it did not appear on his face as always. The pure-blood remained as stoic as ever. Responsible for such an act, it was no one else but the human girl he had once said to be strong and had declared did not belong to his world. Yet now, she was a prefect and was assigned to be one of his guards. It was but only a pretense this much he could tell. The Headmaster had other plans clearly. He did not trust the man at the school festival and it was still the same until now.

Yet at this moment, all he could do was to observe and to decide when needed. As such, it would be what he will do. The card was soon returned to his hand by the sole prefect before the darkness descended upon this academy. Now, she was not alone in the protection of this school. She has Yamazaki and Tsukino by her side. Thinking about it, he was the first one to know that she is a being hovering in the seams of two worlds. She trusted him with that secret. It still continues. This was a truth that he has no right to speak about. But yet again, he was also the one who pushed her into the abyss of pain by taking the life of her cousin.

Their eyes met briefly but nothing was revealed at all. Looking at his card once more, the classes were similar to the ones he had before. At the same time, it seemed that Tsukino will be accompanying him for today. As for the girls, they seemed to have a prior engagement which deals with training. It seemed that Yamazaki will be undergoing such a thing. To be a prefect, one would require a specific set of skills. The kind which would ensure her safety through physical means. After all, he was one of the threats and was even successful in bringing down the academy. Although, it was not something that he was proud of.

The consequences and the responsibility of the nightmare which had been brought down, he took all of it as his personal doing. This was much he could do. All of these thoughts were hidden safely in his head. Not a peak. Not a seep. There was nothing hat showed in his face or even in his yellow-amber eyes. He remained a blank canvass as always. Watching the two girls leave, he then looked at his current bodyguard. His former roommate who he had admired for his persona. Even now, this admiration of his never faded. He still envy the Tsukino pure-blood. This was much he was very certain about.

"Master." Zenith looked at his familiar who had finally returned. O looked at the Tsukino pure-blood and gave a nod of acknowledgement. After doing so, O climbed up his Master and was now perfectly perched on Zenith's shoulder. Those big and bright blue eyes looked at the profile of his Master before inquiring once more. "Did I interrupt something?" Golden eyes met the gaze of his familiar and simply shook his head. Nothing ever began. So, where would be the interruption? He walked and then stopped beside the other pure-blood. “Mr. Tsukino, do walk beside me.” After stating that, O closed his eyes and made himself comfortably lay on his Master's shoulder.



Hughes looked at the documents in his hands with a very bored expression. Affairs about such mundane chores about this school were not amusing to him enough. But then again, he finds it very entertaining. The half-breed, the human, the shadow, and the precious king, they were now once more gathered at one place. The Cross Academy which had been at one point burnt down was now rebuild to its former glory. He put the papers down on his desk and stood from his chair. It was about to begin again. The continuation of the nightmare which had been started a long time ago.

"What do you think will happen?" He asked to no one in particular as he looked at a piece of broken spectacles which was not his to begin with. Actually, it was a personal item of the deceased Headmaster. At some point, he had met the man in some business affair. They exchange some words and even shared some of their personal opinions. "I remember you asked me what I would do, if I was in your shoes." He then looked at the window behind him in which he had a wonderful view of the Cross Academy grounds. He had a small and amused smile on his lips. "I wonder if you would approve." It was then a ringing echoed through his office. It seemed the time for maintenance had began once more.



Zenith was now sitting inside his class with companion of Tsukino. As it would be expected, the Night Class even the teachers all bowed at his appearance. He was of course, their foremost ruler. Furthermore, the atmosphere in the room was very tense in silence. Everyone was fearful of him and at the same time very intimidated. The deeds of how he killed the Senate council, the destruction of Cross Academy, and the monarchy, he had established, these were all frightening in various angles. He was definitely a force to be reckoned. Even with his authority, many still vowed to remove him from his seat. To them, he was a vision of complete madness and a being of great beauty.

It was something he is used to. This had always been the case wherever he goes nowadays. So, there was no avoiding it at all. In addition, this was not different from before where the students flock to receive his attention which he does not understand up to this day. The class proceeded but it was bit on the clumsy and the teacher was unsure how to deliver the lectures in his presence. Perhaps, it would be better for him to attend tutorials than to be with others. He should consider that. Then, the school bell rang. It was time for lunch and this would be a bit tricky. After all, day and night clasases are joined together.