Disclaimer: All the wonderful characters and the manga belong to Matsuri Hino.

A\N: so back again, I hope that after the great help of my awesome beta ,the great lady Jiggary this story had improved for the best, please keep in mind that this is my first attempt at writing and English is not my first language (clearly…) so without farther ado is the first chapter

Prolog

"The moon will be blue tonight," a gruff voice disrupted the calm stillness of the room.

Kaien cross raised green eyes to follow fine tendrils of grey. He stared at the pale smoke enthralled by its unique properties of curling and dissipating amid the coloring sky. He didn't have to look at the person to know whom the voice belonged to. No, he'd recognize that voice anywhere.

"Toga!" he brightened sounding foolish and silly. "Straight to the point as always, ne?" he teased soaking up the uncanny sight of his irritable comrade, "No hellos? Won't you at least greet your dear friend properly?" There was a jovial grin on his handsome face as he persisted, "How rude of you!" And as if he'd never mentioned his old comrade's rudeness, just as grey wisps disappeared into the heavens, he moved on to boast about his personal life. "You know it's not an easy job being a devoted father! Even with cute children like mine!"

"Cross," the dark hair hunter warned, voice echoing throughout the nigh silent room, fist slamming, in his cold fury, he nearly broke the headmaster's desk. He hadn't the patient or time for the man's childish habits.

"Can't you focus for just a goddamn second?" the tall man grunted angrily, wearily. Kaien noted the desperation in his irate tone, "This is serious dammit! Lives are at risk!"

This time Kaien lifted his gaze to meet hislongtime friend and partner. The skillful hunter seemed on edge, almost nervous. But that wasn't all. There was something more within those deep blue orbs. It was something only a privileged few, who truly knew the infamous hunter, would be able to recognize. If he wasn't mistaken, and he wasn't, it was concern mixing with deep sadness hiding beneath the seemingly gruff tone.

"Come sit," the green eyed ex-hunter beckoned for the raven haired men to have a seat but he only earned a fearsome glare for his efforts. The stubborn hunter was never one for relaxation, especially when he was uneasy. The blond man pouted childishly, "Crossing your arms and barking at me won't help anybody, Toga." The inane man paused for a brief moment. Studying his former accomplice, noticing how tired he looked, "Especially not him."

Cross voice was soft and soothing now, but Toga knew better. He was just as tensed and agitated as he was. Toga sighed. Cross was right. This wasn't going anywhere. Threading his fingers tiredly through his blackening hair, he scowled discontent evident on his face.

"Dammit Cross," the tall raven hissed agitatedly, "Why isn't he allowed the chance to catch his breath like everyone else?" There was a brief pause as Toga exhaled slowly closing his weary eyes. The seemingly dense headmaster leaned further into his chair listening attentively to every word his long time friend had said. He frowned slightly. He didn't like what was yet to come, hard decisions were like that, whatever you'll decide, and the result will leave you feeling broken and hollow.

"How are we going to explain this to him?" Toga's voice was forced, desperate. He looked the Blond straight in the eye. "We have no choice but to lock him away"

"How could we explain this to him? When we don't even sure if we're right and if we are right, if we are then how you suppose I tell him that his whole life isn't as it seems? T-That he's a…? That he'd been living a lie?"

"But that isn't all, is it?" Yagari leaned back against a towering post regarding the ex-hunter for some time. "And you know what the saddest part is?"The blond sighed fatigued nodding his head as he replied to his longtime friend's enquiry."The saddest part is that without so much as a second thought, he'd accept isolation." "Precisely," the raven answered his voice hoarse and bitter, "And it's all because he thinks himself as a monster." Kaien mentally agreed with him. It was true. During the years he'd known the boy, he'd taken note of his behavior.

He'd noticed his irritation and stubbornness, which were most prominent. But more than that, he'd witnessed the grief and desperation within those soft lavender eyes. " He'll let us chain and lock him without so much as a word, just because it's us, because of his trust (something they both know how precious and rare it was) god I feel like the scum of the earth"

The atmosphere of the room was silent, tense. Both men were uneasy and uncomfortable with the situation. They would have to tell Zero eventually. The boy deserved the truth however painful or frightening it would be. But for tonight, they'd have to be especially cautious. Else, the whole situation would take a turn for the worst. "We'll take care of this the only way we can," Kaien cut through the uneasiness. There was no point in drawling on ifs and buts. They had to take action, even if they didn't like it, it was their job, their destiny as hunters, guardians of the human kind, and even at the cost of something they held so dear…

They both waited in silence for the setting sun to disappear behind the horizon, neither really wishing for it to happen.

Zero Kiryu stood by a window in his room looking through a tinted glass at the setting sun. Threading nimble fingers through his silvery hair, he let out a frustrated sigh. It was almost time for class changeover. 'Great,' he thought derisively. A group of screaming schoolgirls and smug looking bloodsuckers, everything he needed to complete his already fucked up life. With a low grunt, he stood up stretching his tired limbs. And taking a deep breath he jumped through the window.

The sun had set.