So this is my first vampire knight fan fiction. I usually wrote some power puff girls stuff. This is about an emotionally unstable girl and comes to the school. Very heavy stuff and if you can't handle it I'm sorry. Review if you like.
Koto (Harp) POV
I looked up at the old eroding building that would be my prison for the next 3 years. I rubbed my scared red wrists that were still stinging from last nights… depression session.
We turned onto the gravel path leading up to the school. I covered up my wrists and shook my black hair over my eyes. My plan for the next years was to keep to myself and not bother about anybody.
Study.
Graduate.
Leave.
That was it. But as the slim black vehicle slowed to a halt in front of the sinking blazing ball, I knew that wasn't possible. The school gave of an aura of haunting mystery that made me want to turn the car around and drive back of to my aunts, no matter how despicable she would treat me. She sent me away, sick of my emotional misfortunes. Who could blame me? My parents had died in my place my brother had left never wanting to see my face again and my younger sister had died from lack of iron in her blood. I had turned from the happy cheerleader type girl to an emotional robot, never showing any emotion just answering and never talking to anyone.
"Miss koto? I am Kaien Cross headmaster of cross academy. I must say we are delighted to have someone of your educational status attending our school" A Man with long light brown hair tied up in a blue ribbon. Oh yeah, I'm kind of a genius.
"Its nice to meet you, headmaster cross" I said plainly averting my eyes golden orange eyes from his brown ones in cased in a round glass screen. (his glasses)
"I'll show you to your room, and im very sorry to tell you but the courtyard will be full of… fans… as the crossover takes place, so we'll have to fight our way through" he said cheerily. I was so tempted to asked what the crossover means but I had gotten used to not talking unless directly spoken to.
As we rounded the corner to the dorms, an eruption of noise exploded up and I almost had to clap my hands to my ears, but I managed to block it out. I had lost sight of the headmaster when we entered the throng, and I was now nearing the edge of it when the crowd of screaming fan girls surged forward knocking me over in the process. I felt girls stepping on my legs, surely bruising them, but I didn't feel a thing. I was about to hoist myself up when I pale long fingered hand appeared in front of my face. This gesture was so surprising that I didn't know what to do at first, then I remembered and clasped my hand to it, pulling my sleeve back a little to reveal the ends of swollen slits, I felt the hand tense up and I knew he had discovered them. I released the hand abruptly and pushed up myself and peered at the helper. A teenage boy with glowing orange and matching eyes. He was awfully pale and intimidating. I turned around and left hurriedly looked around for the headmaster. I saw a bobbing pony just rounding the corner. I quickened my pace and soon caught up to the man at the steps of a large building.
"This is were you'll be staying for the length of your time here, your room is number 24 and unfortunately you have no roommate presently so I apologies for that, but your next in line." He said setting my bags down beside my bed.
"Come by , my office in the morning okay, pick up your schedule and information ,have a good night" he said closing the door. I collapsed into the floral chair and looked helplessly at the room.
Kain POV
The gates opened and the pitiful girls advanced toward us. I used my technique of skirting the outside to pass by them. I saw one of them knock a girl down. I sighed and walked forward, because of my exceled hearing I heard the other girls stepping on her legs, and I was fairly sure I heard a faint crack. But the girl didn't seem to notice. I extend my hand forward to help her up, she seemed taken aback by the gesture but after a moment took it in a firm grasp. He sleeves inched up and revealed… cuts? Yes I was sure they were deliberate scratches. I felt my body go sub-consciously tense up and the female let my hand go rising up on her own. She turned and walked away, not even limping. Who was this girl and why did she give off an aura so depressing and sad?