AN- New Story: Be proud, I came up with this idea from Night Roads by A.M Jenkins. I think that is the name. So anyways.... tell me what you think. And my main character is human...she just drinks blood. Will be explained later throughout the story. I hope you like it. This is a Shiki/OC pairing...so whatever...I don't feel like writing canon pairings. The title is the song i was listening to Prelude 21/12...good song.

~_Kiss My Eyes and Lay Me to Sleep_~

Chapter One-Falling Down

He-mo-vore ------ (HEE-muh-vohr): a human who feeds exclusively on blood; not to be confused with the fictional vampire of popular legend.

Light blonde hair cascaded down her back, her eyes possessing more knowledge than a girl of her age should obtain. A coy smile played on her face, as if deception was her game. And it was. She entered the crowded streets searching for the most willing Omni she could find. And there were many willing to shed blood for her.

"Suzuki-san"

She spun around as she heard her name, and glanced at the boy speaking to her, "Yes," she muttered, motioning him to go on. "Tonight please…may I be your donor?" His eyes were wide, and his black hair fell upon his face as he looked at her pleadingly. She looked at him for a moment, before nodding as she locked arms with him.

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She undid her necklace and punctured his vein lightly as blood fell slightly. She licked her lips; her light blue eyes glowing as she slowly sucked his blood. Slowly and sensually, until a minute later, she looked at him and smiled slightly, before bidding him a good night as she walked out of the ally.

She started to walk along with the crowd until he caught up with her. She looked at him startled as she felt his warm hand grab her roughly. "Sorry, but I can't stay as long as you want me to," she said suddenly as she yanked her hand away. "No…I just wanted to say, you forgot this…" He muttered looking away as he held her necklace, which was basically a star made of wire, her knife to a good meal or good drink.

"Oh…Thank you Akira"

His eyes lit up at the prospect of her knowing his name, before he dashed off as she shot him a look of dismissal. She stood in the middle of the crowed street for a moment putting on her necklace; she fidgeted for a moment, before a cool pair of hands swiftly did it for her. She stood, frozen in shock, before glancing at him. "Um…thank you," she said flashing her best smile, "I'm Amaya Suzuki."

But he didn't reply, instead he walked away quickly, before she could even get a glimpse of his face. He was gone and all she saw was a flash of mahogany hair.

Just like that.

Amaya glanced at the road he had taken for a moment, not understanding, not comprehending, before she shook her head in reassurance and left for home. As soon as she arrived she was surprised to see a letter waiting for her. No one really writes to her, and still she likes to leave her life private from everyone else. She has no problem doing that, her parents passed away and she inherited this house. Well, her grandfather lived here, but left a year ago. It is now hers, and she wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.

It was grand to say the least. A big beautiful house that belongs to a beautiful girl, but who would have thought it had so much sin surrounding it? An old Victorian Mansion secluded from the world, and a load of money to go with it. She loved it. The 19th century feeling of the old world, the big parlor and the old antiques found here and there. There are so many things there; she finds new things every day. When she was young, she used to go and play hide and seek with her family, hiding in the attic giggling as she crumpled her blue dress, which earned her the name Alice. She was Alice, forever trapped in Wonderland with happy memories, having tea with the Hatter and chasing the white rabbit were all part of her daily activities.

She still does.

Amaya snapped herself out of her daze and opened the letter and read it quietly.

Dear Amaya Suzuki,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Cross Academy. Your grandfather, Jun Suzuki, asked us to welcome you to his ranks. He enrolled you for this year, so we sent you a few details about this agreement with your grandfather. I assume he has not told you, after all we didn't receive and reply, and we did not learn he passed till now. He paid for school for your remaining years, so you mustn't worry about it. Don't worry about your home, you will be able to visit it once every 2 weeks. Your car shall arrive on the 10th of October at 9 o' clock.

Sincerely,

Chairman Cross

Her hands trembled as she read this letter as hot tears of anger flooded down her face. She didn't want to leave. This was her home. This was where all her donors lived, and she couldn't survive eating Omni food for two weeks. She could live for a day, but still…

She didn't want to drink blood from snot nosed, arrogant people. She liked her donors, no matter how clingy they may be. She sighed in annoyance and put the letter away while her rage toward her grandfather still lingered. Why didn't her tell her?

Now she would have to suffer life there, unless she didn't go. But she hated living with a guilty conscience. It was one of the traits that she inherited from her family, a set of morals, and a set of values.

She sighed heavily as she took her coat off, and decided-she might as well go as she closed her eyes and awaited the accursed day.

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She blinked her eyes open as she rolled off her bed, before trudging to the bathroom. God, what happened? She rubbed her eyes trying to remember what happened last night. Oh yeah…that is right she over indulged in wine, leaving her quite tipsy.

That is a lie, she was quite drunk. Very drunk, but it wasn't her fault she is only human after all. It was her last night there, so she had a perfectly good excuse, ask anybody. Wait if that was her last night, then this must be her last day.

Shit.

She started to rush as grabbed the first clothes out of her closet and put them on, it wasn't till she glanced at the mirror and small ironic smile came in play on her face. It was a blue dress, blue enough to look like it came out of Alice in Wonderland. She adjusted her ribbon necklace, before she glanced at herself in approval. Great she was ready and she only had about-2 hours left.

Lovely.

She sighed in annoyance and stood by the window, twirling her hair in boredom. If one looked at her from afar, one might think of her as a princess locked in a tower. And sometimes she felt like that. Which is why she hated stories about those princesses trapped in the castles, they always have the princess helpless waiting for a prince to save her.

And suddenly her thoughts drastically changed from fairytales to that boy with mahogany hair. Prince-sama. That is what she would call him, she decided with a smile, but he didn't have to know it wasn't like she would ever see him again.

She couldn't help it, obsessing with someone she has never met, yet alone she doesn't know his name of anything about him. Maybe that is the reason she wondered as she wondered as she took a sip of her hot chocolate.

She stepped outside, only to be greeted with the cool breeze of fall playing with her hair as she stepped into the car. She helped the man put her luggage in the car, before taking a seat. During the drive she dozed off, ever so slightly and before long she was awake watching the scenery blankly, making small talk with the driver.

"Suzuki-san?"

"Nani?"

"We are here…"

"Arigato Wei-san for taking me," she thanked the elderly man, before hopping out of the car with her luggage only to be greeted by a pair of warm chocolate brown eyes, looking at her warmly while, the other pair of lavender eyes barely regarded with any interest at all. "Hello, I am Yuuki Cross and that is Kiryū̅ Zero." The other one regarded her blankly before grabbing her bags. "Come on, let's get your stuff to the dorm, then we will show you around campus." He said roughly.

"Yeah! The other students will be out by the time we go upstairs Suzuki-san." Yuuki smiled happily. "Then it is time for perfect duties." Zero growled looking irritated, while Yuuki looked both happy and scared, whereas Amaya just looked plainly confused.

"Perfect Duties?" She questioned, and suddenly Yuuki got into this huge detail about the Day and Night Classes and how everyone in the Night Class was beautiful while Zero just looked pissed and muttered, "Don't talk about those bastards in front of me." Yuuki just glared at him, before continuing giving her information.

As they neared the Moon Dorm, Amaya could hear the excited chattering of the Day Class girls and she watched from a safe distance as Yuuki and Zero fought off those girls at the gate. As soon as the doors opened she saw the chattering turning into excited screams.

"God help them." She whispered as she saw Yuuki trying to fight off dozens of fan girls pushing her to let them in. Zero on the other hand was having no problem disciplining his line.

Lucky bastard

And suddenly, she was pushed towards the gate and she tumbled slightly and fell right in front of a familiar head of mahogany hair, she took a while and studied him, cool, icy sapphire eyes only a shade darker than her blue-gray eyes, giving them a more permanent blue fixture. A bored glaze in his expression, but she was sure there was some emotion in there somewhere. And all she could manage to say in the dizzy moments of falling:

"It is you...Prince-sama."

Shit.

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