Cross Academy, a private school where students live together in the dorms. It is twilight now, the time of the day where evening begins to fade into night. Most people would be in doors by now, due to the cool evening temperature.

The students are divided into two groups: the Day Class and the Night Class. As the names imply, each class has a time of day that they must attend class. When it comes time for the switch over, when the Day Class returns to their dorms and the Night Class enters the Academy. A curfew takes effect during this time.

However, that doesn't stop the herd of female Day Class students at the gate to the Night Class dormitory.

Like a pack of puppies, the girls wait impatiently, waiting for the Night Class.

Were it not for the Disciplinary Committee, which guards the Night Class door, they more than likely would have stormed the place already.

Yuki Cross, however, would not let them; even though the poor girl was out-numbered she wasn't going to let them pass.

"Hey stay back! Curfew is in effect! Return to your dorms-!"

A dark haired student spoke up, outraged, "We can see what you are doing Yuki Cross!"

"Yeah, you just want the Night Class all to yourself!"

Yuki barred their path, "Not true! I'm a member of the Dis—" Suddenly being tackled from the front and both sides by the girls and her back to the door, Yuki felt like an elephant was trying to back into her. She had to get this crowd back to the dorm before it got out of hand.

"GAH! Come on, don't act like little kids—!"

A loud creaking sound followed by a sudden silence from the squealing crowd answered her fear.

Turning her head to check, she saw the Night Dorm door opening, and when he gaze returned to the crowd, they all stood in straight lines on the cobblestone path before the door. All of them acted like they were under the utmost control.

Yuki had been too late. Again.

"Okay…please proceed…" And the defeated Yuki snuck off to the side without another word as the Night Class poured out slowly.

The day Class girls made a low audible 'aww' sound as their celebrities started to appear.

The Night Class, in their white uniforms and unnatural aristocratic air, walked out past the gate. The first one out was a young man with short blonde hair and a smiling face, "Good morning there girls!"

Aido Hanabusa.

'Good morning?' Yuki thought, her face with a look of embarrassment over Aido's first remark of the day.

Not that the mob of females would care less. They wouldn't care if Aido had said merry Christmas in the heat of July or something more out of the ordinary, they would still pamper over him.

"It's Idol—I mean Aido!" Said one girl, her hands on her cheeks, which were red with blush.

"Hi!" Aido said, the world's biggest smile on his face.

"You never tire of this, do you Hanabusa?" A slightly taller man behind Aido said, in a low voice. His name was Kain Akatsuki.

"And you DO? You're such a stiff Akatsuki!" That was Aido's reply, without a second glance.

The constant screaming of hyper girls kept going on.

"Hello Aido!"

"Akatsuki over here!"

Of course, Aido was more than happy to return a smile or wave back enthusiastically. Kain, well, he felt more uncomfortable as the seconds dragged by. This happened every evening, and yet each day it got worse for some of the Night Class students. Yet, only Aido enjoyed it, as least from what everyone believed.

Even Yuki thought that Aido enjoyed this a little too much.

And the next gesture he did seemed to prove her point. He simply pointed at a girl, and said 'bang', with a smile.

The girl seemed to faint, and she was on the ground within seconds of being 'shot'.

This caused an even bigger ruckus, as the tidal wave returned, running over Yuki who was no better than a bump in the road to their hero.

Finding herself face-first in the dirt was nothing new to Yuki, however, she got trampled two or three times a week at most.

On her hands and knees she could hear Aido's playful yelling as the mob of Day Class girls clamored to him. 'He never gets enough does he…?' She got up and dusted her black uniform of dust and adjusting her armband on her upper right arm.

Putting her hands on her hips, Yuki sighed, "another no show—"

"Yuki."

That voice seemed to turn Yuki to stone, she froze as she felt a hand on her shoulder. Breaking out of her state, she turned and saw a familiar face.

Short raven black hair that reached just past his eyes was Kaname Kuran, the Night Class Dorm President. "Are you alright?"

Yuki nodded quickly, a slight stagger in her voice as she spoke, "I-I'm fine, Kaname."

"Thank you for doing this everyday," Kaname replied, his voice smooth and even.

Yuki stood up straight, "well…" And she suddenly felt the glares of a dozen pairs of eyes coming from behind her, and she stiffened again. "That's what I am supposed to do!"

Kaname placed his hands on her shoulders, and the tense feeling Yuki had before slowly disappeared. "You don't have to be so reserved, makes me feel…a bit lonely."

"I am sorry, it's just that you're the one who rescued me on that—" Yuki stopped as he placed his cold hand on her cheek. 'On that snowy day…ten years ago…'

Yuki, a lost little girl, in a forest in the middle of nowhere, attacked by a man with bright red eyes… That was her earliest memory.

"It was so long ago," Kaname said before his gaze looked at the man behind Yuki. "Zero Kiryu."

Zero? Yuki look behind her and saw Zero standing there, merely inches away from her. She hadn't even heard him come near her.

"The Headmaster wants to see you in his chamber. Better hurry, Kaname," Zero said, his voice low and stern.

Kaname's facial expression, slight smile, didn't change. "Then I will, Zero."

The rest of the Night Class watched as their leader proceded to lead them to the Main building.

Yuki's eyes followed Kaname as he walked away, and he turned to look into her eyes once again, before walking away.

Yuki felt like heat going to her face. 'Why does that always happen?' She put a hand to her cheek, and started to turn to Zero—

"YOU ALL GET BACK TO YOUR DORMS RIGHT NOW!"

All the girls from the Day class took off running like bats out of hell back to their building. Zero was steaming with utter annoyance. Yuki noticeably jumped from his outburst.

"Everyday it is the same thing, out here screaming and yelling—OW!"

Yuki punched Zero hard in the shoulder once, and then twice, "You're late again you big jerk! Its our job as Disciplinary members to set an example—!" Zero grabbed Yuki by the forehead and pushed her away as she uselessly tried to assault him.

"Oh really? I could say that right back at you!"

Calming himself a bit, Zero gave a glare, "You're so obvious it's embarrassing. Look, no matter if you like Kaname or not is none of my business—"

"And what IS your business, Zero? Not showing up to class, to our patrols, or even to the switch-over and leaving me to suffer like this—"

"You realize what they are, right?"

Like someone had turned the volume down to low, Yuki stopped, looking at the Night Class as they entered the building, and she also noticed the sun had nearly gone down, "I know, that they are different from us…"

The secret we have to protect…is that the Night Class is made up of vampires.