Hello, all. This is my first post and I hope you all enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Just to clarify, since the setting is in Japan, technically, the characters are speaking Japanese. When you run across a line that looks like "this" it's in English in the story. Also, I chose to use the suffixes and the proper name order for Japan (last name then first name).

Enjoy,

~Sins~

I stood by the gate, watching as the girls of the day class gathered around to watch the Night Class. Their appeal was of legend, their smiles confident and sexy but for one. And it was that one boy who caught my attention completely.

His dark hair was mused and I couldn't help but want to run my fingers through it. His dark eyes shown with the light, but I could tell he hated the feel of the sun on his skin. This morning, he shared an umbrella with one of the girls in the Night Class.

I'd been intrigued by Shiki Senri since I first arrived at Cross Academy a few years ago. His bottomless, expressionless eyes drew me in. I didn't care that he was handsome. I just wanted to know why his eyes seemed so glassy and empty.

Yuuki and Zero, the school prefects and the "children" of the headmaster, herded the girls away from the Night Class. I watched them as they carefully kept the students at a distance, watching as the other class transferred smoothly to their dorm. Yesterday had been worse when Aidou had kissed Yuuki's cheek. Aidou strode by, a red mark on the side of his face. It had probably been Kaname who'd slapped him, since Aidou seemed to idolize him as much as the girls idolized him.

As soon as the Night Class was completely in their dorm, the crowd thinned out, and pretty soon, the only ones standing in the vicinity were Yuuki, Zero, and me.

"Sanako-senpai!" Yuuki exclaimed, her eyes lighting up with happiness when she saw me. Zero gave a nod of acknowledgement in my direction. "What are you doing here, Sanako-senpai?"

I had been a third year when Cross Academy had opened its doors, so I had graduated from here. "The headmaster asked if I wouldn't be a student teacher for the English class," I returned.

"I forgot you'd wanted to be a teacher. Which shift will you teach?" Yuuki asked cautiously. Zero watched me, too.

"I've taught first years a few times for Sensei, but it seems he wants me to teach the Night Class tonight," I returned. "His nephew sick, so I may end up with all of his classes for a while."

Zero's expression turned concerned for an instant before falling back. "Good luck on your first Night Class, Sanako-chan."

I touched his cheek with one hand. Zero was so pale it worried me. "Thanks. I need all the luck I can get," I told him, my own worry shinning through as I drew back.

The headmaster, Kaien Cross, had decided to no longer keep the nature of the Night Class from me when I'd come to be a student teacher. I knew that the beautiful students that populated the Night Class were not human. It's a good thing that I've never let beauty mesmerize me, I thought, thinking of the students. But in the end, I could see he hadn't told his "children" that I knew.

Yuuki kissed my cheek. "Rest up. You won't want to be tired there."

I caught a few hours sleep and spent some time making plans and studying my roster. I was a bit nervous, but I wanted to project the confidence I'd had when instructing the first years in the Day Class. Along with the list of names where pictures of the students, so I practiced putting the name with the face. I didn't want to be at a disadvantage, not with this class. That could cost you a pint of blood. Or it could cost your life.

I checked the shoulder holster I wore, wanting the reassuring weight of the Bloody Rose in my hand for a moment. I knew that the only thing this could damage was a vampire. I felt safer with it in my grasp, even though I knew the Pureblood kept everyone suitably in line usually. I slid the gun back into the holster and slid on my jacket over it. I didn't want to be a threat, but I wasn't going to be a plaything.

Kaien had given me two gifts when I'd agreed to come back: the Bloody Rose and several suits in various colors that matched the student uniform I'd so dearly loved. Tonight's suit was charcoal. I'd break out the crimson one if I lived through the night. I slid on my ballet flats and walked toward my classroom.

My students were all in their seats, and they all looked toward the door as I entered. I strode to the desk, proud that my steps had not faltered, and set down my materials.

"Where's Gin-san?" asked one of the female students, who I identified as Ruka.

"Sensei's nephew took ill and he's taking care of him," I replied. "I am his student teacher, Koshiba Sanako. He asked me to take over his classes while he was away."

Kaname Kuran watched the scene, somewhat amused, I'd guess. "How long will you be our sensei?" he asked.

I shrugged. "As long as I am needed. Although I don't understand how you wouldn't know English, Kuran-sama."

Aidou was outraged. "How dare you be so forward with Kamane-sama!"

I looked at him over the rims of my glasses. "No matter what he is in your hierarchy, his is still my student, Aidou-san. And I would ask that you all refrain from using Japanese in my classroom. This is English class."

I heard Aidou mutter under his breath. "I'd love to kill you, Koshiba Sanako."

I smiled at him sweetly. "Nice job, Aidou-san. But reverse the order of the names. In English, the family name is last."

The class looked at me, stunned.

"I'm not such a hard-ass when you do as I say, now am I?" I asked.

They collectively shook their heads.

"Listen: I don't give a damn what you think of me. I don't care if you make such comments as have already been made. But it is my responsibility to teach you English, so you are damned well going to learn it!" I exclaimed. I took a deep breath. "I'm going to ask you each your name. I want you to reply in English." I turned and wrote 'My name is _________.' on the chalk board. "This is a model of how to reply. Let's start with you, Kuran-sama. What is your name?"

"My name is Kaname Kuran," he replied.

"Good job, Kuran-sama. Thank you for starting us off well. Next is Shiki-san. What is your name?" I asked.

"My name is Shiki Senri," he replied.

"Almost, Shiki-san. Reverse the order of your name," I instructed kindly. "Again. What is your name?"

"My name is Senri Shiki," he returned.

"Very good, Shiki-san."

We continued like that until everyone had said their name correctly. "Now you each get to tell me something you like. For example, I like to listen to music. Ichijo-san, can you start us off?"

He nodded. "I like comics."

"Very good, Ichijo-san!"

We went around the room like that as well. "Now tell me what your favorite game is. For example, My favorite game is poker. Would you start us off again, Kuran-sama?"

He nodded. "I will, but I have a question: why do you call me Kuran-sama?"

"What, you thought Kaien would let me teach the Night Class with no prior knowledge as to who and what you are? I used to go to school here, Kuran-sama. He knew I'd notice the same students, so he told me things, like the fact that you are a Pureblood, and therefore at the top of the vampire hierarchy. Plus, you are older than me and I respect that, as well as the fact your life is about one-thousand times more important than my own," I replied coolly in English.

Kuran-sama took a few minutes to process what I'd said. "I see."

"How many of you understood what I told Kuran-sama?" I asked the class.

Only Ichijo raised his hand.

"How many understood about half of it?"

Shiki and Rima raised their hands.

"Pity. I was going to let you go without finishing my lesson if you understood it," I told them. "Kuran-sama, your favorite game?"

"My favorite game is chess," Kuran replied.

"Very good. Ichijo-san?"

When it had gone around the room, I gave them their last assignment: "This is the last one. I want you to tell me one thing you like or dislike about this school as you leave my classroom. Class is over," I announced as I moved to the door.

My pupils filed out, each stopping to do their assignment as they left. I felt a presence in the room, even though I'd seen them all leave. My eyes grazed the darkness in my classroom until I saw one student standing by my desk.

"I remember the year you were here," Shiki told me, his voice even.

My heart skipped a beat.

"What, you thought no one would remember the pretty little third year that loved Yuuki-chan and Kirruyu-san?"

"No, Shiki-san, I didn't expect you to remember me," I replied smoothly.

"You were the first to look on me with interest instead of attraction." His hand gripped my arm. "Why was that?"

"Shiki-san, you're hurting me," I told him. His grip lessened instantly and I stepped away and turned my back on him. "If my head could be turned by a pretty face, I'd have let Aidou-san drain me in high school. But it was your eyes that grabbed my attention. You looked so lonely. Your eyes were so empty. And I wondered what had done that to you."

Shiki took it in quietly. "I wasn't sure what had drawn your eyes to me. But I felt those same eyes on me this morning."

I flushed a little. "I watched you guys transfer from your last class to the dorm. It made me think of old times. I was never one of those who mobbed you guys. I had a little perch on a wall where I'd watch and wonder."

He stepped up directly behind me and placed his hands on my shoulders. "What, exactly, is your relationship with Kirriyu-san? I saw how you interacted with him this morning."

"He's an old friend," I told him. I sighed. "Zero-kun has always been intimidating. There was a group of my classmates who used to pick on me and accuse me of being a lesbian for not fawning over the Night Class as they did. Zero, at that time a first year who'd always been tall for his age, strode into the room and kissed me on the lips, thereby killing those rumors, but starting new ones. So he's more of a friend than anything else." I turned to face him. "Why did you want to know?"

His hand slid up to cup my cheek. "You touched him like a lover does, Koshiba-sensei."

I let him touch me. "No, Shiki-san, I touched him more because his face looked so pale and he seems ill to me. That and the fact he still feels the need to protect me. He worried about me when he found out I would be teaching you guys tonight."

"Sensei," he told me, "it seems you've let me lead you into a somewhat compromising position. I wouldn't want you to be fired if someone sees us like this."

I stepped back from him, astounded that he'd been the voice of reason. "Shiki-san, go catch up with your friends. I have some papers to grade."

He hesitated. "Koshiba-sensei, I need to feed. Will you let me take some blood from you?"

I couldn't speak for a few minutes. "Shiki-san, don't you usually take the blood tablets?"

He nodded. "Sometimes, a Nobel class vampire will take the blood of another Nobel class to fill their thoughts. Will you let me take some of your blood to fill my thoughts, Koshiba-sensei?"

I thought about it a little. Did I really want Shiki to know my inner-most thoughts? The instant he tasted my blood, would he know how much I had liked him, how much he dominated my thoughts since I'd been back at Cross Academy? "Why do you want my blood, Shiki-san?"

"You intrigue me, Koshiba-sensei. I want to know what you think."

"How much of what I think do you learn when you feed?" I asked.

"Pretty much only what you're thinking while I feed," he told me.

I gave it another minute's thought. "Okay, but it can't be somewhere where any of your classmates can see it."

He smiled at me. "Okay. I've already had blood tablets tonight, so you shouldn't have to worry about me over indulging." He closed the door and locked it before pulling the curtains on the windows.

I stood by my desk, curious about how he intended to feed off of me. I slid off my suit jacket and shed the holster over my blouse. I watched him stride toward me, not knowing what to expect.

But I was truly stunned when he kissed my lips gently. He deepened the kiss as I relaxed into him. He pulled back slowly. "What are you doing, Shiki-san?" I asked. He stepped forward and I stepped back, finding my back pressed against the chalkboard.

"Feeding is best done at major arteries. There's only one that's not highly visible, and I don't think you're going to let me anywhere near it unless you're turned on, Koshiba-sensei." Shiki-san looked at me sheepishly.

I nodded. "I should have thought about that. The least visible is definitely the femoral artery." I walked around in front of my desk, took a seat, and hiked my skirt up to my waist. "But I don't want sex with you just for blood."

His eyes widened. "I didn't expect this choice of you, Koshiba-sensei."

"You thought I'd run away screaming or have sex with you. Well, I've always had a knack for finding another option." Slowly, I spread my legs apart. My intent was not seduction; I simply didn't want to snag my thigh-highs.

He let out an appreciative whistle and I flushed. "Do you always wear such sexy undergarments, Koshiba-sensei?"

"Yeah. I have a weakness for pretty under things," I replied, smiling slightly.

He knelt before me. "Call me Senri," he told me. "You should always be on a first name basis with anyone you let near your femoral artery."

I laughed at that. "Do you say that to all the girls you take blood from, Senri-kun?"

He smiled at me, a sexy, sincere smile. "You're the first I'm feeding off of from that location."

"Nice to know I'm special," I returned. "Now: are you going to feed or are we just going to talk about it?"

He replied by licking my inner thigh, which made me mew softly. "Something wrong?"

I blushed. "I'm sensitive there is all. And it looks seriously like you're doing something else down there."

"Like this?" he asked huskily, pressing a kiss to apex of my thighs.

I whimpered. "Yeah. Like that," I replied, my voice shaky.

"Only if you want me to," he replied, raising his head from between my legs to look at me.

I shook my head, blushing furiously.

He smiled at me. "You're so pretty when you blush, Koshiba-sensei."

I blushed harder. "Call me Sanako. Any guy that close to my femoral artery should be able to call me by my first name."

He smiled with amusement. "Somehow, I get the feeling that was almost 'Any guy with his head between my knees'."

I laughed. His sense of humor surprised me somehow. "Do you think I'd fess up to that now?"

"Maybe with the proper interrogation techniques…" he suggested dangerously.

"Nope! I'm food tonight. No sex of any kind," I replied cheerfully.

"Okay, then," he responded, dipping his head between my legs again. He licked my inner thigh again and I halfway smothered my mew. He didn't ask about it again; he just continued licking my thigh until my heart raced. Then he sunk his razor-sharp fangs into my femoral artery. I felt the blood run down my thigh and then I felt his tongue lapping up the stray droplets. He latched onto my artery. An eerie sensation overtook me, and all I could hear was Senri sucking my blood. I shifted to give him more room and fisted my hands in my skirt.

The legends always say that a vampire is a sensual being, capable of bespelling its victim and stealing their victim's pain. They don't tell you that you can hear him or her suck every drop out of your body, that you're giving them your thoughts as well. And most of all, they don't tell you that it can be extremely painful.

I felt Senri draw his fangs out of me gently. He pulled his head out from between my legs, his eyes flying up to my face. "Sanako-chan? Did I hurt you?" He pulled me forward against his chest, upset. I buried my face into one of his shoulders, the tears sliding warmly down my cheeks. "Are you okay, Sanako-chan?"

"I'm fine," I told him. "It didn't hurt that badly, actually."

"Then why are you crying, Sanako-chan?" he asked softly.

I didn't reply. He didn't press me for answers. Instead, he took my hair down out of the prim bun at the base of my neck and let it fall.

"You have such beautiful long hair, Sanako-chan," he breathed, touching it and running his fingers gently through it. His hands gently began to massage my scalp.

We were still like that half an hour later when my tears subsided. He continued to play in my hair, stroking its length to the ends on my upper thighs.

"Are you better now, Sanako-chan?" his hand rested gently on my cheek.

"Yes. Thank you for holding me, Senri-kun." I pulled out of his arms and put my holster and suit jacket back on. Long strides took me to the door, which I unlocked. "Shiki-san, your friends are probably wondering where you are," I told him, my tone businesslike.

"So that's how it's going to be: you'll fall apart in my arms in a locked room, but after that, you'll show me out and pretend nothing happened," Senri remarked, disgusted, as he joined me by the door.

"It's not like that! I can lose my job just over letting you take my blood," I blurted.

He looked at me.

"So we can't tell anyone, Senri-kun. Not if I want to stay here. I am not ashamed of what I've done," I told him, cupping his cheek with my hand. "But I want to be able to teach here, too."

He leaned past me and locked the door again before he leaned over and kissed me, his mouth hot and demanding on mine. He pressed me against the wall and proceeded to do his best to make me crazy with lust.

A knock sounded at the door. "Sanako-chan?" Kaien called. "Yuuki was worried when you didn't come back to the dorm."

I almost silently hauled Senri to the closet. I shoved him inside, but he pulled me with him and closed the door as quietly as he could.

"Sanako-chan? Are you in there? I'm coming in," he announced, his keys jingling.

I felt Senri's hands playing with my breasts, his fingertips drawing small circles through my clothes. "Senri-kun, what in the hell are you doing?" I demanded at a whisper.

He leaned in to breathe into my ear. "Shh. We can't have your boss find us." He continued to stroke them, seeming to enjoy the feel of them in his hands. I muffled a moan because it felt so good, and his circles became faster and smaller. He pinched my nipples and I bit back a groan as I heard Kaien searching through my drawers for a hint of where I might have gone.

When I heard Kaien leave the room and lock it again, I opened the closet door and stumbled out, Senri close behind me. I whirled on him.

"What in the hell were you thinking?! You molested me in a closet while my boss looked for me!" I kept my voice low, but he could tell I was seething.

His hand cradled my cheek. "I'm sorry, Sanako-chan, but it seems with you, I can't stop even those impulses."

I softened. "I understand that. Can we get out one of these windows and beat Kaien to the fountain?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"I used to go there to think at night. Kaien hated it, but I couldn't help it. He still found me there every night," I told him. "He needs to find me. He just can't find me with you."

I didn't have to ask again. We were out the window and five feet from the fountain before you could say "vampire". He set me down on the edge. "Good night."

I leaned up and kissed his lips softly. "Good night."

He vanished like smoke.

I looked at my reflection in the water of the fountain. I looked rumpled, like I'd just rolled out of bed with my lover. My lips were swollen from his kiss and my eyes sparkled like those of a girl in love. I threw myself into the fountain's water and came out a different girl. I sat on the edge, sopping wet.

And that was exactly how Yuuki found me.

"Sananko-chan, what are you doing?! You'll catch a cold like this!" She shook her head. "I swear, you're just like Zero-kun!"

"Yuuki," I asked, "why are you here?"

"You didn't go back to your room, so I had the headmaster check your class room. Since you weren't there, he told me to check this fountain. He said you always came here in the dead of night."

I smiled at her. "Let's go back to the dorm. I'm sleepy."

She smiled back. "Let's wait for Zero-kun to find us! He'll want to know how you did."

"The headmaster told him, too?"

"Yep. I didn't realize you were so much of a rebel," Zero commented as he strode toward the fountain. "Why are you wet?"

I smiled at him. "Because I was sleepy. I fell in." I thought for a minute. "Hey Zero-kun, water won't ruin a Bloody Rose gun, will it?"

"Why do you ask?" Zero asked, finding his voice a minute or so later.

"Kaien –the headmaster- gave me one to help me deal with the Night Class, and it was in my shoulder holster when I fell in." I pulled the gun out of my pocket and showed it to him.

He took it from my hand and inverted it, water running quickly out the barrel. "You probably won't be able to use it tonight, but it should be fine when it dries out." His eyes sought mine. "So you know about the Night Class."

"Yes. I also know about your condition." I locked my gaze with his.

He flushed. "I can't believe the headmaster told you."

I touched his cheek lightly. "You're cute when you are embarrassed, Zero-kun." I kissed his other cheek before drawing back. "Actually, I asked about you because I was worried for your health after your past behaviors and he gave up and told me."

If it was possible, he flushed even more. "Sanako? I smelled blood earlier. Was it yours?"

Shit. I forgot they could smell it! I thought. I did my best to look sheepish. "Yeah, that was a paper cut. I did that when my classroom was empty later. One of my students smelled the blood and doubled back to make sure it wasn't too serious."

Zero visibly tensed, his embarrassment forgotten. "They didn't hurt you, did they?"

I waved him off. "Shiki-san hurt me? There was all of a droplet of blood and I'd already cleaned it up when he came back."

Zero didn't relax. "I'd swear there was more blood than that. In any case, that classroom can't be used tomorrow. I'll tell the headmaster." He touched me one more time, his thumb running over my cheekbone as he tucked a stray hair behind my ear. "Try not to get into trouble," he commanded before he turned and left in the direction of Kaien's office.

"I'll try," I called after him.

Yuuki looked at me. "That's odd."

"What is?"

"He mothers you, even though I usually have to mother him. I wonder why."

I wasn't about to tell her about it, so I shrugged. "Let's get some sleep, Yuuki-chan. I have to teach tomorrow."

"I can't wait," Yuuki replied with a smile.

"You had better stay awake," I warned, "or I will embarrass you."

She grinned. "I'll try. But it's your fault I was out so late!"

I shrugged. "So?"

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Be forewarned, this chapter is set up. The next chapter changes everything.