Hey folks Azure chaser here or maybe some of you knows me as shadowalkz which is my old id name. Anyway i'm here bringing you a new story. Its a crossover as you can see from the tags. Anyway yeah this time i'm gonna do a kamen rider story crossover with a... Err 'unique' anime. Rosario + vampire.

I've always wanted to do a rider story. But just does'nt have the will or the time for it plus i'm working now. Time sure flies huh. Speaking of which I'm very sorry about not updating my old fic ' The Phoenix of Fairytail ' I just don't know where to go from my last update and so i hit a wall but i still love that story its my baby. *sigh Guess thats what you got for doing things half ass. But this time its different. I've learned my lesson for this story i've draft prepared for it to the end of season 1 of anime and halfway through season two.

Oh wait this getting annoying with words. You are all here for a story not for my rambling. Ok first before i start there will be notes at the end so please read it

Lets do this!

Disclaimer : I don't own either Kamen rider or Rosario + vampire. They belong to their respective owners

Prologue:

Cold

It is an understatement to how he felt like. His footsteps becoming heavier and heavier each time a moment passed. Water soaked his shoes creating a squelching sound everytime he took a step forward. The puddles of water he keeps setting his foot into at least reminded him that he needs to keep moving forward.

Forward

He thought to himself with a contradicting smile that curved its way onto his pale and cold like lips, devoid of any warmth. Oh how he wish he could go back to his home. Seeing his loved ones once again. Being there at least means that he have people he can rely and put his trust on. If he could even do that, at the very least it would make him feel better. Feel at home. Safe

'But then again wherever can I go back to? Not now. Not in this sick turn of fate.'

Fate? Heh. Once upon a time. He might have believe in fate. He woul-

No

He used to believe that he was fated for great things. Things like making people happy, his parents proud and his sisters and friends would always be by his side, cheering him on supporting, to be his krutch whenever hes falling. He knew he could rely on them. It was a childish things he knew that, but hey hes only turning 16 in a few months. That is if the date here is the same from where he came from. At that age albeit seems old for his childish goals. He likes to dream. His life never had took a turn for the worst eversince he had those childish goals. Thats what kept him going.

But now...

Whatever could he reach for? Families? Friends? How could he? If he have none of that here? In fact he does'nt even have his identity here. The only thing he could reach out for was the blank air around him. It felt empty, he knew that.

Still, he reach out, trying to grasp his bony fingers despite how painful they had been all this time around. As he grasp his fingers together... He felt nothing.

Tiny prickles of drops hit the back of outstretched right hand. Then he became aware or rather he remembered that it was raining hard since half an hour ago. That doesn't stop him from continuing forward though.

His heavy footsteps becoming much heavier to the point he can't feel anything anymore down there. As a matter of fact, he could'nt hear anything anymore either not even those murmurs that kept following him around whenever he passed by some pedestrians. Speaking of which, these people wore rain coater, umbrellas or at the very least bags or briefcase used to cover their head from these downpour. They had something with them compared to him. All he got was his drenched dirty clothes and an umbrella called the sky.

His red military style like jacket covering his black T- Shirt which had scribled alphabets in white colours strewn all around. Even with his red military jacket covering them its not hard to see the randomly place letters. He wore a black skinny jeans. Which he bought just few weeks before he got here. To complete his leggings he had a red and black theme casual shoes with the letter A in black could be seen on the open side of his shoes. Black shoelace also adorned the top of the red shoes.

He had wore them for 5 straight days. He must have reeks if anything the way people cover their nose when they passed by him on his third day here was anything to relate to. But what could he change into? Not that he had any spare. Ah wait. He had'nt really took a shower these past few days either? So these downpour will have to do. Beggars can't be choosers, He reasoned.

The rain was getting worse and his stomach had sing a tune that he became quite familiar to these past few days. It starts with a rumble and ended with a rumble. Looks like he still needs to eat regardless of whatever he is now. He was born human afterall and still is human.

'Or I would like to believe I am.'

But no, not how his body and his abilities had changed or tripled these past few days. He could run faster, see further, punch stronger, he could easily jump 2 stories high if he tried. Maybe all those boost took a certain toll on him that he does'nt even realise. But he does'nt have the time to think about all that. Right now he is just confused to how his face was wet.

Its not tears

He realised. Afterall he had ran out of tears just yesterday. He knew, remembered how painful and how coated with despair it was. He swore that his heart had stop the whole time he was crying and bawling like how a child was strip away of his candy or toy. But not as heartwrenching as how it was yesterday. He knew, because he was that child.

'So what-... Ah.'

He realised it now. Those waters, not only they are blurring his eyes but they are also streamed passed his cheek down to his slackening jaw and to the rest part of his body. His nose felt a stinging sensation of inhaling this murky stench water. Yet he does'nt move a muscle. Eventhough the stinging intensified.

'I had fell face first to the hard ground did'nt I? Wonder why it does'nt hurt like I remembered?'

Easy. Because his heart and soul hurt even more so than his body. They would bleed out if they could. Not that it would make him feel any better.

'Gotta give credit to this body. But I thought it would be longer before I collapsed down like this.'

His body screamed in pain but he was too broken to listen to them.

'Pft. Not like I been taking good care of it afterall. Not eversince I got here.'

So even this body had limits huh.

Its not a question, its a statement.

A sound escape his throat. If you could even call it a sound. The murky water mixed with exhaled air created a very disturbing sound. Almost like a very twisted cry. Water filled his face but there is no tears.

A tearless cry. Wonder if that even a thing.

His lungs hurts very much, so with much effort he turn around facing the black ashen sky while those droplets of cold needles fell down on him. He thought that the downpour was the substitute to his long gone tears. He stopped his tearless cry after a while. He knew there are no people around because no one is even bothering with him. A glance to his right and a little to the left confirms it. On that deserted street, fences and walls alike were like taunting him. Telling him that there is no way to go except forward or back from the direction that he came from. Only the sound of water hitting the hard ground and constantly disturb puddle accompany him.

He is alone. It was empty.

He had made a decision.

" I am such a misery " he muttered. He was being selfish, he knew.

There were lots of people that experience worst than what he did in these past week. Compared to them, those who was born without a loving parents and siblings. Those who was born with disabilities and was talk down by everyone around them for the rest of their life. Those who never had a home for most of their life. Those who lost their love ones right infront of them knowing nothing they could do would make any difference. Those who doesn't have the luxury to even buy a string to cover themselves form the night air. There were lots of people who are willing to trade place with him anytime.

Compared to them he was born within a loving family. Sow seeds of frindships eversince he was young eventhough it was hard and awkward at times. He knew the joy of a mothers cooking. He had a home for almost soon to be 16 years of his life. People to celebrate and congratulate his every small achievements. His needs were taken care of without any payment. He had everything he could ask for. But that just it, he had.

"You never appreciate all those small things around..." A crack and tired voice escaped his mouth.

He stopped for a breath.

"...Not until they were pulled away from you"

Those small things like seeing your family and friends everyday like it was nothing. Getting home before its late. Of washing your fatigue away, of having food served on the table for you, of having a warmth bed to tuck in for the long cold night. Having people that cares for you.

The small things...

Other people might have experinced greater suffering than what he was feeling now. But he at least deserve this much lamenting. A familiar face popped within his mind.

" Hey Kazu... What should i do? What would you do?"

Kazuto or just Kazu would know what to do in these kind of situation. He always does. Maybe thats why he considered Kazu as his role model and an older brother figure.

He does'nt have any male siblings. He's the only prince out with three princesses like how his father used to say regarding to his sisters. His Mother would always make that joke about a brave prince in shining armor.

"I wanted to see them all again. At least to make things right..." The last conversation they had together didn't end on a good note. He regrets everything.

Thats the only wish he needed. But considering where he is now...

His eyelids grew heavy. Each raindrops fell down on him felt like they took small pieces of his life away little by little. His breathing became more hagard. He could see warmth air coming out.

Maybe his dying? Come to think of it that man said he could still die even with this body just not as easy. From that man words. How it was as if taunting him to run away from his fate.

'Run? Right, I've been running away a lot these days.'

Besides where could he run?

The masked man words rings in his mind.

"You could try hanging yourself. Later on, you will find that its hurts more for what its worth it. In the end you still would have time to figure out how to come back down. But then again you could still die if you're not careful enough"

But no. He was'nt that kind of fools. To throw his life away is like spitting the people who celebrated his birth and those who will be saddened with his death right in their face.

Twice.

But he did'nt throw himself away. He tried to get back home. Its just impossible. So technically he did'nt kill himself if his body happened to give out.

Maybe he was supposed to eat something. Even if it was garbage. He was so focussed on figuring the way back to realise all of that. Besides its really not easy to find food here. Not like he had good survival skill all along. All he could do with food is determined whether its good to eat or not. Unfortunately, he only stumbled upon the latter a lot. So long story short. If he died it was'nt because he kill himself.

Its because he tried to live.

But to die?

"I..."

Thats maybe a good thing. That would be his salvation.

His eyelids closed at last but his chest is rising up and down although very slowly.

"... Give up."

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That's wrap it up for the epilogue sorry to say but this is just only the prologue.

Also as some of you might guess this is about an OC becoming a rider. So those who were not interested could back off now. I warn you.

Now here's a question can any of you guess which rider i'm using? Hints were all rider that has debut from Kuuga to Kiva... or maybe Decade *laugh*

On a side note i need two beta reader anyone who is fluent with English and knows about grammatical error is a must. Better yet if it were a fellow writer. I apologize if theres any grammatical error when you read the above prologue.

Just to let you guys know there probably won't be any near update from now because i want to see how much welcome this story is. At least i want to get this story 7+ fav and review first before posting. Currently i have wrote 3 chapter. Excluding the prologue.