Hello fans of Rosario + Vampire, this is Lonelyraevyn here. Now we all know that Moka and Tsukune are practically Destined to be together right? Well that's fine, but what about the other girls? Mizore, Kurumu, Ruby, and er... never mind. Yukari is too young to qualify. Well this is easily taken care of, all we have to do is introduce some new characters! Or more specifically, a new character who has no qualms with hooking up with more than one girl at once. (Loose morals for the win! XD) I am going to do just that. This is mainly a Mizore x OC.

Snow Storm

Prologue

The world of man has long since been overrun by a growing population of humans. They multiply and consume all in their path like locusts, burning through resources until there's nothing left before moving on to another area. This process will repeat until there is nothing left, and the human race will eventually burn itself out. This has been foreseen by human scientists and scholars alike.

But what about the other races that inhabit the earth, or more specifically, the races that are so near to extinction that they focus on nothing more than finding a perfect match to father/mother their children to keep their species from disappearing forever. One race in particular is so focused on this that they have sought out one of their own, one that many had long forgotten.

It was almost ten years ago that his family was taken from him by a freak accident. Ten years since he disappeared from the village hidden in the snow. An eternal snow storm shielding it from all curious onlookers and intruders. Simply vanishing without so much as a whisper of warning, to fight a battle that most humans, are unaware of. The same as well however, can be said about Youkai.

Now after ten years, they found him; forever changed by harsh conditions and ceaseless battle with the human organization known as the White Order. A hidden organization devoted to one thing and one thing only. The extermination of all monsters so that humans can flourish without competition from the Youkai. Their efforts had been halted time and time again as of late, by a single man with fierce eyes and snow white hair, wielding ice and snow as a weapon of devastation.

They called him Hyourinmaru, (HURRAY BLEACH REFERENCES! XD) in honour of a great Dragon that once protected the land of the Snow People.Even for the people of his own race he is seen as a powerful Youkai, with amazing physical prowess and mastery over his power that not many Snow People can boast. The White Order has come to view him as a Demon of Ice and Snow, while some simply call him 'Winter Incarnate'.

It is to this man that the Snow Priestess, mother of the Snow Maidens and Ultimately the Snow People as a whole, now speaks. She had sought out an audience with the enigmatic young Snow Boy through her connections with the Crimson Order, the force made up of Humans and Youkai alike that ceaselessly battles against the White Order, on the behest of the Youkai. She had quickly discovered that he was not only a member of the Mysterious Group, but an officer of high standing at the age of seventeen and a Captain of one of the most powerful divisions. He had been the Nibantai-taichou for almost three years now from what she had heard. Though if the file she'd read on him was correct he would be roughly nineteen now.

Looking at him, she did not see a boy. She saw a warrior, a man hardened by fierce battles and refined by time. His upper torso was covered by a tight fitting black shirt where the sleeves had been crudely ripped off; made of some kind of soft but durable material that the Snow Priestess couldn't name, it was pulled taught over a chiseled and muscular chest, and numerous scars could be seen on his shoulders and powerful biceps retreating into the confines of said garment. He sat in his high backed leather chair in an office larger than anything she'd ever seen.

There were two desks in the room, the one he was sitting behind at the far end of the room away from the door backed by a wall of glass overlooking the ocean; while the other sat at one side of the room parallel a long crimson leather couch which sat almost directly in the centre of the room and ringed a rectangular coffee table made almost entirely of glass. Apart from a few book shelves though, the room was noticeably barren.

'Hyourinmaru' looked at the Snow Priestess over hands locked together in a relaxed fashion. One of his crimson eyes held a souvenir of battles past, a jagged scar running down over the left eye, from halfway up his forehead to a point on his cheek. That's what really unnerved her about this particular young boy, those crimson eyes. So sharp and calculating, and cold. As if his heart had long since been a victim of the war he'd been fighting for longer than she could bear to think. His frosty skin and wintry scent near overwhelming. He was truly one of the most attractive young men she'd ever met. Not that she'd take a romantic interest in someone so young; but from an almost motherly perspective. He was the perfect definition of a 'Snow Boy', apart from the unsettling colour of his eyes, and the nature hidden behind them.

His voice, when he did at last speak was cool and smooth like cold fire and almost scorched her honed senses into a full retreat. "Priestess... to what do I owe the honour of this visit?" He didn't move, not even a single muscle, that was until he waved one of his hands at the chair sitting on the opposing side of his desk, which the Snow Priestess gladly occupied. Placing both hands on his desk in front of him he leaned back in his chair and relaxed. "You rarely ever venture from the Village, what could possibly have you of all people coming to see me here?"

The Snow Priestess said nothing for a few moments, thinking over the best way to say what she wished to say, until two simple words slid off her tongue like silk. "Your education."

Despite said 'simple words', 'Hyourinmaru' was at a complete loss. He looked at her as if he'd just heard the most ludicrous thing in his life. His brain apparently couldn't handle the information so he said the first words that came to mind. "Say what?"

What surprised the Snow Priestess was that this reaction was accompanied by a similar one of female origin. She turned her head towards the door, and sure enough there stood a young woman maybe in her early twenties. She was human by the looks of her, with dark brown hair done up in a tight bun at the back of her head, and brilliant green eyes that glared out at the Priestess from behind rectangular wire rimmed glasses much like the coffee table in the centre of the room. She was wearing what the Priestess had come to recognize as the on duty uniform of the Crimson Knights, a black blazer with a zipper in the place of strategically placed buttons, which was strangely done up all the way to her slim throat. The blazer, although completely black was lined with red at the seams, and the Crimson Order's crest was emblazoned boldly on the left breast. The khakis she wore were of simple design, finished off with a pair of black shoes one would usually only see on accomplished business men or women. After collecting herself after her brief lack of composure, she marched into the room after a cold glare from the young Taichou, 'Hyourinmaru', and cleared her throat when she stopped by his left side.

"Taichou, we have a situation in New York." The young woman stated curtly. It was obvious to the Snow Priestess that this woman was all business. It was almost stifling. "Our branch in Manhattan has reason to believe the White Order are planning a complete Purge of the City."

'Hyourinmaru' raised a curious eyebrow and took the file from the woman. "Anything else fuku-taichou?" he said this while opening the file in front of him and giving it an appraising once-over. His eyebrows rose at certain points of his reading but other than that he seemed almost unperturbed. "It's almost sickening how fast the White Order can perform these Purges one after another with so little time used for preparation..." He trailed off and his fuku-taichou took that opportunity to speak.

"The sou-taichou has asked for your suggestion on our course of action, sir." The young female fuku-taichou stated briskly as she gave the young taichou a disapproving look when he lit a cigarette.

'Hyourinmaru' seemed to be deep in thought as he let his cigarette hang from his mouth while he read and reread the file in front of him. Finally, after what seemed like hours he spoke. "Have them send two divisions to the Manhattan branch and set up regular patrols of the metropolitan and residential areas. When the White Order hits they should be ready. If it's nothing more than a ruse, we still have twelve other divisions here to make sure nothing happens to the Main Branch while they're away. Triple the security here at the Head Office as well."

The fuku-taichou bowed slightly and quickly walked from the room. When she was gone, 'Hyourinmaru' closed the file back up and slid it over to the far side of his desk before giving the Priestess his full attention once more. "My Education... are you serious?"

The Priestess blanched slightly as the young man in front of her seemed to regard her with a type of hurtful disbelief that cut straight to her core. It was surprisingly painful to be looked at in such a way under such a scrutinizing gaze. "Yes, I am serious Mr...?"

The young man seemed taken aback for a moment, surprised even. But in only a short moments time, he'd recovered. "Saito... Yukishirou, Saito."

"Yukishirou..." The Priestess stopped for a moment at the mention of that name and frowned. "Where have I heard that name before?"

"They died ten years ago..." Saito stated bluntly. "My parents I mean. A yeti got them when they were out in the wilds, there was nothing anyone could have done."

The Snow Priestess sighed and leaned forward so she could encompass one of Saito's calloused hands in her own. "I'm sorry Saito... I am truly sorry."

"Bah..." Saito's rebuttal wasn't quite so sharp tongued as he'd probably wanted it to be, but he made no move to remove his hands from her grasp. "There's something else to your request for me to go back to school isn't there?"

The Priestess was stunned. His intuition was quite sharp it seemed, she hadn't given him any such hints since she'd arrived in his office and their conversation had started. She nodded and Saito gave her a look that almost made it seem as if he'd said the words, 'Well, out with it.' "There is a young snow maiden attending Youkai Academy, she has fallen for a young man by the name of Aono Tsukune and I-"

Saito cut her off when he lifted his free hand in a stopping gesture. "This Aono, he's a human isn't he?"

The Priestess could only blink several times. Again? His intuition was truly remarkable, either that or his ability to make observations with minimal information was simply astounding. "Yes... how did you-"

Saito smiled, smoke from his lit cigarette curling in front of his face before simply lifting out of view. His crimson eyes seemed to smoulder with the blatant amusement present behind those crimson irises. "Because we are that kind of people Priestess. You should know very well that when it comes to merging our DNA with another species we would much rather do so with a human. They're easy to hate, but some of them are quite hard to hate as well. Not only that, it makes for a rather... strange looking child if we were to mate with an Orc you know." He snickered at that and smirked at the Priestess victoriously. "You want me to protect that human don't you? You want me to make sure that human graduates smoothly from the academy so that our resident Snow Maiden doesn't have her heart broken."

The Priestess smiled. "Could you do that for me? But not just the human, Mizore and her other friends too. They've been getting into trouble with Fairy Tale as of late and I fear they won't be able to fight them too much longer."

Saito's expression darkened and he turned his eyes down to his desk with a frown. "No... you're probably right. Once Fairy Tale gets serious about taking someone out, they never fail. That assassin of theirs nearly killed me not too long ago..." Saito shivered before that dark smile of his returned. "but I wouldn't mind fighting that big sister of hers again either."

The Priestess was the one who was struck speechless this time. He not only fought Fairy Tales assassin Shuzen Kalua, a Vampire that not many met in combat and survived to speak of, but her Elder Sister as well? "How many battles have you fought, Saito?" It wasn't a question she was expecting an answer to, she had asked the question in absolute awe, the young man in front of her, one of her race, had done battle with vampires and he was still alive. It was unbelievable.

"More than even I can count lady."

Saito raised an eyebrow and directed his gaze towards the door, the Priestess too turned in her seat when a middle aged man with one steel grey eye and greying black hair strode into the room. He stopped in front of the desk and sighed. "Quite the gutsy move you're asking me to make, Yukishirou Taichou."

"Sou-taichou." Saito replied. The two stared at each other before the sou-taichou as he'd been called placed the file he'd been holding on the desk.

"Another assignment for you Yukishirou." The sou-taichou stated curtly. "Just so happens it'll take you right where this lady here seems to want you."

Saito opened the file immediately and frowned. "Youkai Academy... are you serious sou-taichou?"

The sou-taichou nodded. "One of our sentinels sent back a report that the White Orders dogs have found one of the entrances through the barrier that hides the Academy. We want you and the hachibantai-taichou and one other division's taichou to head in there and safe guard the academy until the entrance can be moved. The White Order would no doubt take advantage of this to get rid of at least a few hundred young youkai."

Saito sighed and his gaze shifted to the Priestess once more. "Looks like you'll get your wish, Priestess."

CHAPTER ONE: The Boy I Kinda Like is a Snow Boy

Two Days Later: Youkai Academy

Saito scratched his head numbly as the bus drove off, saying the Bus Driver was probably one of the creepiest people he'd ever met, he had to take his warning seriously. 'Careful boy, you may want to keep a close eye on your lady friends, Youkai Academy is a veeeeeery scary place.' With a puff on his cigar and an eery chuckle he closed the door and was off.

On top the eery parting words, the sou-taichou had chosen to stick him with two captains he knew would make his life difficult while here, the Captains of the third and fourth divisions. Respectively, they were Evangeline Cross, a vampire who enjoyed dying her usually silver hair, and the other was a succubus by the name of July Malachite. The perfect combo for this trip, yeah right. 'Note to self, when I get back to headquarters, I'm going to turn the sou-taichou into an ice statue and put him on display in the lobby.'

The trio quickly began their walk towards the academy, black coat tails billowing out behind them stylishly, and were just about to walk through the front doors when they almost literally ran into a trio of girls and a single young man. Saito had an immediate feeling that he wasn't going to enjoy this interaction and tried to mentally prepare himself for the worst. He was definitely not going to enjoy this. Not. One. Bit.

And boy was he right.

The introductions went fine, even the fact that they were wearing uniforms not of the Academy's was completely ignored. Then, that Succubus! She just had to smirk like that in the other young man's direction, he knew exactly where this was heading! Well, not exactly. One of the girls, a blue haired girl with larger breasts than both of his companions, took the other young man's head and lodged it between her breasts in a suffocating hug. "Hey, Tsukune belongs to me so back off you Succubus!"

The other girls all added their two cents as well, as he felt even his expression turn to one a little less stoic than he would have liked. He was gawking at the sheer stupidity of their comments, which all seemed to be the same. That was until his head was forcefully pulled into Evangeline's generous chest while July started laughing her head off. "You can have him, he's far too plain for the two of us. Besides, why would I give up my little fuck buddy for your boy toy when he's so innocent by comparison?"

Saito growled low and Evangeline went still, her stupid smile still plastered on her face. That. Was. It! Saito had had enough! He started yelling and cursing while Evangeline tightened her grip on his head so he couldn't get away, he didn't care what he said, as long as it got his point across. Every curse word he could think of was thrown out into the wind at a rapid pace. After several moments of him simply cursing while suffering the baffled gazes of the students he didn't even have a chance to introduce himself to, Evangeline said something crazy. "Ooh Saito... maybe we should go find a room so we can get properly reacquainted."

Saito froze. Yes he froze, and there was only one thing keeping that from being literal. He had no intention of encasing his own body in a block of solid ice. His brain was moving at a mile a minute, and he was sure he could feel the heat rising in his face. Finally, everything snapped. His rigid body began flailing about once more and the curses were coming out louder than ever, if a little slurred by embarrassment. When at long last he finally managed to calm down, the only words out of his mouth were the mumbled. "Damn all you perverted Vampires."

After expertly extricating himself from the vampire's hold on his head, he smoothed out the front of his coat and gave it a few pats to make himself feel better about the ordeal, and just as he was about to speak, another girl that he was unfamiliar with decided to interrupt. Leaving his mouth hanging open awkwardly. Pale violet hair and similarly coloured eyes with similarly coloured pupils, wearing a strange looking white sweater and hood and the school skirt.

She asked a simple question, and Saito knew right away that it was directed at his person.

"You're a Snow Boy, aren't you?"

Saito closed his mouth and pulled on the lapels of his coat, his expression returning to his usual stoic glare. "Yes, I am indeed a Snow Boy." He pulled a cigarette from his coat and sparked it, taking a moment to revel in feel of nicotine entering his system after the long bus ride. Then, restraining himself from giving his full introduction, seeing as how the Crimson Order was such a secretive Organization, he exhaled his lung full of cigarette smoke and continued. "Yukishirou Saito, at your service."

OOOOOOO

Shirayuki Mizore had been doing what she did every morning, which included stalking a certain trio of persons to school, when the moment they'd reached the door she laid eyes on three people she'd never seen before. They weren't wearing the school uniform, instead they were wearing ankle length black overcoats with a red emblem on the left breast while the clothes underneath too were black, so there wasn't much that was strange in the way of clothing. What was strange were their hair colours, go figure, one of the taller two females had vibrant red hair tied behind her head in a ponytail. Her eyes were blood red in colour with slitted pupils and in her mouth were nestled a pair of deadly fangs which were only apparent when she smiled in greeting at Tsukune, Moka, Kurumu and—when did the little witch get there?- Yukari.

The other taller one had hair dark as night let down around her shoulders in smooth waves, and a body that even Kurumu would have killed for. Her breasts were no where near as large as Kurumu's, yet still had the same alluring charm. The charm created when one's shirt could barely contain them, Mizore snorted quietly at that thought. Smooth rounded hips and fair skin, she stood a little taller than the other female at nearly six feet, and smiled seductively at Tsukune and the others when they began to converse. That, Mizore didn't like.

Putting that thought aside for the moment, Mizore turned her attention to the shortest of the new trio. He was a young man of roughly five and a half feet, with the whitest hair she'd ever seen and crimson eyes. Though they were more human in appearance than a Vampire, unlike his companion, though they had a very similar effect on anyone that looked into them. He had an air of confidence like the other two only his was very close to overpowering. His frosty pale skin told Mizore that maybe another of her kind had finally come to the academy. A freshman perhaps? No, there weren't any Snow Boys in my village of that age. Mizore thought. This was something that interested her greatly, she would have to ask him.

When Kurumu hugged Tsukune into her chest, probably a means of keeping the other Succubus-like woman away from him, the new trio all just responded by raising a curious eyebrow each. The dark haired woman then burst out laughing while the red head took hold of the young man in the middle in a similar manner, much to his almost obvious displeasure as he closed his eyes and seemed to be growling, and said something back to Kurumu that made her gape at the woman in shock. Or was that awe? Her grip on Tsukune seemed to go slack and the young white haired boy went nuts. He was flailing about in the red-heads grip and shouting curses that Mizore wasn't used to hearing here at the Academy, his movements however seemed to be rubbing the red-head in all the right ways though, since the woman was blushing a deep scarlet and giggling.

Then she said something, whatever it was Mizore couldn't catch it, but it seemed to freeze the young man in her arms in utter shock, he went stock still and his face went redder than Mizore thought possible for any living creature. He then started thrashing about again and cursing even more; his words, though shouted, were barely intelligible. He was obviously more embarrassed than Tsukune and co. were at this point. Which was definitely saying something since they too were all red in the face and Moka was stuttering like a mad man... er... woman... vampire... whatever. (AN: I went ahead and confused myself... thought it was mildly entertaining so I left it in there.)

When he was finished thrashing about and merely attempting to catch his breath from the confines of the woman's generous bosom, he said something along the lines of, 'Perverted Vampires', before finally managing to free himself. He smoothed out the front of his coat and gave it a few pats to make himself feel better about the ordeal, and just as he was about to speak, Mizore thought it a good time to interrupt. Since she'd been dying to ask. Before he had the opportunity to speak, Mizore popped her head up from behind Tsukune and just threw it out there.

"You're a Snow Boy aren't you?"

The young man, obviously not startled by her sudden appearance, but oddly put off by her interruption, still had his mouth hanging open. He quickly closed it and his demeanour changed completely, going from a frazzled youth to a stoic one before answering.

"Yes, I am indeed a Snow Boy." He then lit a cigarette that he removed from his pocket and without missing a single stoic beat he continued.

"Yukishirou Saito, at your service."

Not as long as I wanted the first chapter to be but hey, it was long enough for the introductions to the story and for me to kick off the plot line a little bit. Next chapter will hopefully be up soon, be ready for it ya' hear? As long as I don't forget to update while I'm catching up on my other work... ahem.

Well, this is Lonelyraevyn here, and I am sooooo out of here.