Hello Again! This is CupKate Sweets!
I do not own Vampire Knight or it's characters, I do own this story and my OC though.
Also, there is going to be a lot of cursing in this story. There is a reason for that and it will slowly and eventually come to a very small rate, but in the beginning, it is going to be a sight to behold!
They Fell From The Sky
They say that only angels fall from the sky…
While yes, they may have the appearance of such,
They were no such thing.
They were far from angels.
While not angels,
They were also not demons.
Nor monsters.
But a friend, they were.
But friendship between Vampires and Humans is trivial.
It is near impossible to keep.
But that will never stop me.
For I will not allow
My heart
To fail
Friendship.
Happiness.
Love.
They say that only angels fall from the sky…
It all started on a slow and sombre day. A boring day. A tiring day. A day that I know is like all others. A rotting day. My life is so boring. Day in and day out, I wake up to an empty home. I go to school. Come home to an empty home. Do homework. Stare at a wall. Decide that said wall is boring. Watch anime. Check the mail. Watch more anime. Fall asleep. Sleep for no more than 5 hours. Repeat. But today was a break in my boring cycle. Today was the last day of boredom. Last day of decay. Last day of school. Last day of binging on Vampire Knight anime. It was the last episode of such. Today's cycle. Wake up to an empty home. Go to school. Come home to an empty home. Do not do homework. Clean. Stare at a wall. Decide that said wall is boring. Watch anime. Check the mail. And flip the mother fucking fuck out.
BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!
SMASH!
Shit. God Damnit. I fucking broke it… again.
"Good morning empty home. Good morning boring day. Good morning boring ass mother fucking piece of shit worl-oof!" I exclaimed, cut off by a cat ramming into my chest. "Damnit Addy! But then again, I guess the home isn't as empty as I thought originally. You sweet fluffy ass kitty!" I cooed, petting the black puff ball. Getting up and out of bed, I found the cat still latched onto my white, plaid pajama bottoms, her glowing green eyes staring into my soul. Pulling her claws off of said pajama bottoms, I went down the stairs and fed the cute little demon. It is five A.M. my usual hour of waking. I suppose it is time to start my morning routine. Dragging myself through the living room, I went to one of the three downstairs bathrooms, I didn't give a flying eff about which one to shower in and just chose one at random. Took a shower, brushed my hair, got dressed, and put my mother fucking pocket watch back on the mother fucking chain because it fell off in the process of getting dressed. I grinned a shit-eating grin as I stared at my reflection. I wore my black plaid skirt, white thigh highs, black high heels, flowy open-back white shirt with my black pocket watch resting just underneath my breasts, my white gold class ring, and the two rings that served as the last gift my parents got me, a sterling silver, onyx gemmed ring with two moons on the sides of it and a sterling silver, peridot gemmed ring with snake like tendrils around it and three tiny onyx gems adorning it, I never take off my rings, they are precious to me. My golden, honey-brown hair was pulled back, into a half ponytail, leaving the rest of my hair down, small streaks of blonde showing through. Lastly, I put my contacts in my emerald-green eyes, making my vision a shit-load of betterness. Betterness- is that even a word?! At that thought, I scrunched up my tiny nose, then deciding that I didn't give a damn, I put on deodorant and left the bathroom, making my way to the kitchen. Opening up the fridge, I found my favorite breakfast food, tuna salad. Grabbing bread, cottage cheese, and the godly and amazing tuna salad, I made a tuna salad sandwich for lunch with a side of cottage cheese. Sitting down, I took a bite of the heavenly sandwich and deciding that I didn't have time to eat slowly like a bitch, I scarfed down the mother fucking god of holyness sandwich. Opening up my black pocket watch after washing my hands of the tuna holiness, I looked at the black face of the watch, and found that the contrasting white hands were pointing at 6:27, closing the intricately designed watch, I sighed. Time to get my shit together, I guess. Running to the bathroom, I brushed my teeth and did not put on makeup. Because seriously, ain't nobody got time for that shit! And because I also hate that cakey shit. Looking up at my reflection quickly, I noticed that my pale skin was even paler than usual and my dark circles were even darker. Fuck insomnia. Brushing that off, I ran to the living room, grabbed my backpack, and ran to my car. Putting my stuff in the trunk, I then pulled out my key and stuffed it into the ignition of my 1965 midnight-blue thunderbird and heard the holy sound of the engine. Opening my garage door, I then made my way to school for the last day of the year.
8:05 A.M. at school… update- Period 1-Boring ass shit math, already know this, damnit! Final back, score: 97.5%
Period 2- Music. I've played this piece so many times it is engraved into my mind like Leonardo DiCaprio's face, and might I say, he is one sexy mother fucker. My mouth hurts. Flute is my instrument though, not much I can do about it. Final test grade, 100%. I studied that sonata years ago.
Period 3- Art. Easy A. Final score: 96%
Period 4- Anatomy. I love this class, but that teacher gave us a shit eating final, it was harder than I expected, but I already have an A in the class, so… Final score: 86.5%
Period 5- Chemistry. I like this class, sorta. Score: 89%. Sadly, I got a B on the final, but my overall grade is A.
Lunch- Food was great. I am blessed with a school with great food. You see, I transferred here from a different school, and the lunch there was terrible. It was shitty as hell. The foot not only tasted like damn shit, but the milk was always expired. Good thing I always brought lunch back then. Well… after I was hospitalized for a week from food poisoning.
Period 6- English. Not much to say about this class. It's ok, not the best. Final score: 92%.
Period 7- Japanese. Best class and a great way to end the day. Final score 100%. I aced it like a mother fucker.
3:12- car ride home.
3:30- arrive at my boring ass, empty-ish mansion home.- If I credit my parents anything, it's for giving me a good home before they left this world, or disappeared, or something like that.
3:45- don't do homework, instead clean up the mess of dead mouse my cat left me.
4:00- stare at a wall
4:15- decide that said wall is not only boring, but is going to beat me at my own game. And instead finish up the amazing anime that is Vampire Knight.
4:47- still crying out my eyes from the ending. I swear, I'd do anything to keep that anime going. Or to keep myself entertained by them, even if it means by means of reading fanfiction.
-4:53-
Time to check the mail, I guess. Thinking this, I pulled out my headphones and blared music through them. The song Like a Rose by Meatloaf then blasted through, and I made my way out of the front door of the mansion home, and walked up the long, winding driveway. Making my way to the mailbox, I opened it and grabbed the letters. Bills… I already paid them… spam… fuck that… boring ass letter from an unknown person with my name in fancy-ass calligraphic handwriting in bright blue ink… wait, that sounds interesting. Not waiting to get into the house, I opened up said letter, and looked inside. Well Damn… it's a bunch of freaky symbols… and… Holy Shit! Is that blood?! What the fuck?! Is a mother fucking satanist out to kill me or something?! What does this mean? "What the fuck is this?!" I yelled, looking up at the sky ask-yelling to God. I suppose he answered me then, by sending a shitload of teenagars falling through the sky and, surprise, squashing me flat on ground underneath their massive body-weight. And that, my fair conscience is when I flipped the mother fucking fuck out.
What the actual fuck is going on here?! Shit… I'm fucking bleeding. Damn you, God! What did I do to deserve this?!
-Takuma Ichijou POV-
Another day! Last day of school! Looking up from my bag placed at the end of the dorm-room bed, I then shook my head with a smile on my face. Tomorrow, the members of the night class are going on a trip to Spain. Leaving today of course. School was surprisingly mellow today, so I came to the dorm room and started packing early. the only thing that I can see bad about the trip is that Zero is going as well, to "make sure that you Night Class members don't fuck up and kill everyone"- his words, not mine- and even that isn't so bad because Zero is tolerable, as long as he isn't pointing a gun at your face, that is. Sighing, I put all of my manga books in a separate suitcase and sighed in content, seeing that all of my stuff is put together for the two-month long trip.
"Takuma?" Akatsuki asked through the door.
"Yes, Akatsuki?" I replied, knowing what he was going to say already.
"It is time to go, Takuma-kun, you ready?" he asked, already knowing the answer.
"Yes, I am," I stated, leaving the dorm-room empty of all evidence of my being there. Lugging out my six suitcases, I then handed them to him, smiling, knowing that he knew that he had to take them to the meeting place because I had wished for him to do so, and he did. Going outside of the moon dorms, I met up with everyone, all of the luggage was in a pile, with Rima sitting on the top, pocky stick in mouth. Ruka was standing next to the now free of luggage, Akatsuki. Yuki and Kaname behind them. And Aido could be seen picking a fight with Zero in front of the pile of luggage. Walking up to them, I then smiled at my friends, and fired up a conversation with Kaname.
"Kaname-kun." I said, calling him out.
"Takuma?" he asked, urging on the conversation.
"How did you happen to score a trip like this, might I ask?" I inquired, curious as to what the answer was.
"Yuki found a letter in the moon dorm mailbox and insisted that we go" he said holding up the letter with bright blue calligraphic handwriting.
"Hey, who's that?" I asked pointing to a girl who just so happened to be hiding away in the bushes, her face shrouded with her honey-brown bang's shadow. Then, darkness overcame us and we fell.
From the sky.
Onto a girl.
Who screamed bloody murder.
-Katherine Summers POV-
The people from my favorite anime just fell… on top of me, therefore, I did the only rational thing that I could think of.
I screamed bloody fucking murder.
Okay. So, maybe it wasn't as rational as I had once thought.
Pulling myself out of the rubble of bodies, I stood. Only to get crushed by a mother fucking mountain of suitcases and bags. The not so subtle thought of what the actual fuck is going on ran through my mind, but was crushed by a truck in my mind that I had named the fangirl-truck. My cries of horror became squeals and horror cries. It was quite an odd combination if I do say so myself. Until, my bloody fucking bloody knee was seen, and a chorus of nine blazing-blood red eyes landed on me. I knew then.
I was fucking screwed.
Giving the hungry bitches a shit-eating grin, I then began to back away slowly, until the letter fell off of my lap when I stood, of which I quickly grabbed. But the strangest thing happened. the mother-fucking shit ass symbols became words and upon my utmost horror, they said:
Dear Miss Katherine Summers,
It appears to be that you have found my letter, and the "gifts" that came along with it. Knowing you, you are likely thinking what the mother-fucking hell is going on right now. Rest assured, it is nothing major. Okay… it kind of is. Anywho, when you were a young girl, I tried to drag you through your dimension into mine to make the lives of the people in Vampire Knight more interesting… but I fucked up. Therefore, I sent them to you, bitch! You see, I heard your wish of wanting to keep that anime going by any means necessary. Henceforth, I grant your wish. But on one condition. Take care of them. Now, I have to go soon, so I have one last thing to tell you. I am your twin who lives in the Vampire Knight dimension and so you may be recognized by some of the others!
Toodles Bitch!
-Your mother-fucking boss ass bitch twin just like you,
Cassandra Hosukisoba
P.S. I have mother-fucking majestic penmanship, bitch! You know you are jealous!
P.S.S. The blood on this letter is mine, I had to use a blood bridge to send this to you. Since we are technically one and the same. I will also send you a supply of blood tablets every month, for my "gifts".
Oh hell no! She can not do this! I need my mother-fucking privacy, bitch! Oh well… I guess I have no choice. If they were to bite someone then they'd be found out and that would be very hard to explain to the people of this dimension. Wait? Am I seriously considering this alternate dimension bullshit?! God, someone must've slipped something in my drink at school today or something. This is ridiculous.
"Who the hell are you?!" Hanabusa Aido yell-asked me.
"I am a boss ass bitch, if you must know." I stated calmly.
Wait, I thought, how could I understand them? I am not that good at Japanese, or at least that is what I thought.
"A boss ass bitch, eh? Dang, I already like this one, Kaname-sama!" Akatsuki exclaimed, flashing me a fanged smile.
"I know who you are. I know what you are. And I also know that if you do not stay with me then this world will kill you. Rest assured. There is no such thing as vampires here. No such thing as blood tablets. And no such thing as vampire hunters. If you stay with me, I will provide food, shelter, and companionship. In this dimension, you are not supposed to exist, you are in an anime, therefore, if I am dreaming or if I am awake, I do now know. But, nonetheless, I am willing to take that risk. It is a promise to you. I always keep my promises. Well, except for one, but that wasn't my fault. I received a letter from the person who sent you here. Apparently, she will be sending a supply of blood tablets every month." I stated just as a huge ass bag fell on my head, filled with blood tablets. Grabbing said bag, I walked towards the house. Turned around and said, "Well, aren't you coming? This is the best chance of survival that you have." Turning back around, I smirked.
...This is going to be interesting…
Yay!
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~CupKate Sweets