Hello! This is my Vampire Academy fanfic. Obviously I don't own any of the facts or characters named. I hope you enjoy it. This opening chapter is about introducing my main character. He's gonna be really cool! More to come soon, please REVIEW!!

I couldn't describe what it was like to be with her, he hair, her hands, her legs, all over me. As she pulled away, she gave me one of her token smiles that only she could give, and I stalled to admire her beauty.

Her grey eyes shone wide as they looked at my lips, begging for more. The passion and desire and love and affection that intensified more and more every day made me lose my breath. I carefully wet my lips once more to kiss her, and again felt as our spirits united and time could have gone on and on.

I loved her more than anything, and they way we moved together meant it had to be. It was natural with us, and it always had. Ever since the first day I'd set eyes on her, I knew I had to have her. It wasn't just her looks, her status or anything, but it was the way she looked at me. Nothing could have interrupted the connection we had experienced that day. I couldn't believe how nervous I was, the lump in my throat was huge, and she gave me goose bumps as she turned to face her friends, not before stunning me with her dazzling smile. She was nervous too, and I think that was part of the appeal. She flicked her hair back behind her ear and looked to the ground, not sure what to do. But when she did look again, it was like we'd known each other before, been together before, and the connection was immense.

I hadn't been able to concentrate for the rest of the day. I didn't even know her name, absolutely nothing about her. All I knew is that he auburn hair would stand out a mile off with my eyes. That day was spent trailing Alexander around, looking for her. When I finally found her, my heart almost stopped. She was sat on a bench by herself, the perfect opportunity. But at each end of the bench stood a male guardian, each well over 6'5". She was royal.

My heart that was just about to shut down, suddenly started to beat again, but sunk deep, deep down into my chest. I was a Dhampir, and she was Moroi. A royal Moroi.

Anyone who knew anything about the royal families and their systems would know that they are very selective when it comes to relationships, breeding and social circles. The royals all went to fancy dinners, danced in ballrooms and more importantly, frowned upon relationships with Dhampirs.

'What's up?' a sarcastic voice said from beside me.

I turned to see Alexander, knowing he knew full well what my problem was. He'd always been my best friend, but man did he know how to piss me off.

I shook my head and turned round, stalking off across the quad at a slow run, finally sitting roughly on another bench. I could still see her.

'She had to be royal,' I said as I clenched my fists and turned the other way, trying to avoid her. I wanted to be here, to see her, but I didn't.

'Look, dude, you don't actually know that she's definitely royal, right?'

'Alex, she's got two guardians! Not even the Dashkovs or Ivashkovs have that kind of protection!'

Alexander merely sighed and turned away, he clearly didn't know what to say. I had always been a bit of a loose canon when it came to my personality. I always had to get my own way. Rarely did it go the other way.

Being a Dhampir, I had a lot more muscle than a human. I had fast reflexes, and my senses were more sensitive than your average Joe. I had thick dark blonde hair, that I admit I can spend a long time styling, and blue eyes. If I wasn't here, you would expect me to be getting down at the beach, surfing and all that stuff. My friends call me an Abercrombie wannabe, but they're just jealous. My skin was tanned too, not like all the Moroi in this place. They're vampire attributes gave them very limited access to the sun, but me on the other hand; well.

So, I'd always had my way with girls. Dhampirs and Moroi alike. I'm not saying I have a reputation for promiscuousness, but a lot of the campus knew what I was like. That was what had initially shocked me about this girl. I'd never experienced a feeling like it. Never, ever had I been scared to speak to a girl. Most of the time I was overly confident and cocky. But not that day.

So as we carried on kissing, I couldn't believe how lucky I was. My hand ran up from her knee to her thigh and she pressed harder to my face. Her hand moved from the back of my neck to my lower back, where she slid it up and gently scratched along the surface of my skin. We synchronised is subtle movements like this and I felt as if I was lost in paradise. I was kissing an angel.

The angel's hand left my back and moved to my leg, and her other hand rested at the top of my chest, scrunching my shirt inside of it. I stroked her arm with my nails and felt her sigh against my lips. The hold on her hot breath began to loosen, and become more distant, and by the time I'd opened my eyes, she was pulled away and smiling at me.

'What is it?' I asked, staring into her eyes with wonder.

'I have to meet Roman, remember?' she said, but I could see the pain in her eyes, and sense it in her voice, almost pleading. I sulked with a big breath before thrusting myself against her again, and pushing her onto the bed. I kissed her neck fiercely, moving up to her ear.

'Are you sure?' I whispered. My tongue found its way inside.

I felt her scream through her intense breath as she arched her head backwards against the sheets, but slapped me on the arm nonetheless.

'Yes! Yes, yes, yes!' she giggled, standing up and straightening her clothes out. She flashed me a wanting look, turned and put her shoes on.

I sat up and just looked at her.

'What? You know I have to go and meet with him. If I don't do it now, I never will, you know what I'm like. Besides, they'll go mad if they don't have enough time to arrange all the precautions.' She made a funny face, imitating some sort of official before laughing. She leaned forward and kissed me on the head, and I could almost feel the sparks.

'Mmm. I know, I know. Meet me after dinner?'

'Nah,' she laughed again, before cupping my chin lovingly in her hand. Then she was out the door.

I was still on a buzz, but it was like the sun was gone from my room. I checked my watch and decided that if I ran, I could probably make it to my Dhampir class only a few minutes late.

As I paced down the corridor of my dorm, I didn't let her leave my mind. Her eyes, her wonderful eyes. The fierce grey storm, that could speak a hundred words, were absolutely smouldering. Her hair that was always shiny, and smelt amazing. I loved to mess it up, when it was just the two of us. She looked stunning with it out of place, and not in its normal immaculate condition that would be expected of her. I loved the way she wore the earrings I bought her, even though she had dozens of ridiculously expensive pairs. There was something symbolic about them to her. No one knew of our relationship. Of course, some of our closest friends knew everything, but if news of this reached her father or anyone else, she would be in trouble. We were in love, and I didn't want her to ever have to experience anything bad. It hurt to imagine it.

I loved her sense of humour. She laughed at herself, and that was a rare trait in any royal. She understood me, and we were so alike but yet so different. My angel was also the sexiest person I'd ever met. She could knock the breath out of me first thing in the morning, when her hair was everywhere, and she was wearing my track pants. Something about a girl wearing my clothes had always been a major turn on, but she looked a thousand times better than me in them.

I made it to the practice hall and was surprised to see all the novices standing outside the door, rather than already inside, warming up.

'What's going on?' I asked a red headed boy that I rarely spoke to. He was the closest person to me and knew I could probably get an honest answer from him rather than some stupid answer from Alexander.

'I don't know, Alberta just hasn't shown up,' he said as he shrugged. He looked very uncomfortable, and I'm pretty sure his name was Pete. I was however positive that I'd kicked his ass on countless occasions.

I made my way over to Alex, who was in conversation with Mason and Eddie. Last night.

'I can't believe how drunk she was, dude!' Mason said, as he punched Eddie lightly in the arm.

Eddie laughed, 'I know, it would have been rude not to,' and again all of the boys began to laugh. I clearly hadn't caught the whole of the conversation but approached them with a wide smile on my face.

'And you!' Mason said, pointing at me with an accusing grin on his face, 'you disappeared completely!'

'Well, I'm afraid I had to do what I had to do.'

'Whatever, c'mon dude who was she?' Eddie asked, but I was rescued by the one and only Alberta, shouting from the down the corridor.

'Get inside you lot, the door should be open.'

I dumped my stuff on the floor and made my way to the corner with Alexander, and began to lightly spar. He was a good fighter, but he wasn't as good as me. Still, he didn't believe in letting me go gently, and neither did I, so it was always good fun.

The other boys found their way over and started to stretch, it was Mason who spoke first. 'So, you can't not tell us.'

'Well, what if it was a drunken mistake? Imagine someone like Natalie Dashkov dribbling on your arm in the morning.'

'You don't take home girls like Natalie Dashkov, man!' Eddie said, laughing and kicking me lightly in the stomach. I let him off, and turned with a roundhouse kick at Alexander which he blocked. He'd stayed quiet the whole time, and I knew he didn't approve much of the idea of me and a royal having some weird sort of secret affair. He especially didn't like the idea of lying to his friends.

'Right, guys, I need a volunteer,' a voice called from the centre of the room. Everyone formed a circle, and as usual nobody raised their hand.

'Rose, if you would.'

There was a huge dramatic sigh from a girl on the other side of the room, and she stepped into the circle and gave the guardian a look that certainly echoed she couldn't be bothered.

'Shoulders straight please, Rose, you won't see any slouching guardians in the real world now.'

Rosemarie Hathaway made her way into the centre of the circle, facing the teacher. She stretched and jumped a little, looking ready for combat.

'C'mon then,' she said, and there were a few light sniggers from the crowd, including myself. The instructor frowned and pursed her lips, and then turned away to talk to the circle.

'We've been covering lots of aspects of offence, it's important to know how to attack if you gain the upper hand, but now I'm going to teach you some more advanced blocking from before. Rose, who so happily volunteered, will in a minute try to attack me, and I will show you how to use an affective defensive move, that can render a Strigoi helpless. Well, as helpless as he can be that is.'

I looked at Rose, and man did she look bored. I could never tell if it was just a show, if she was trying to be arrogant or if she genuinely had other things on her mind. The teacher beckoned her to begin, but she didn't react, it was as if she couldn't even hear Alberta, who was now waving in her face.

'Oh, sorry,' she said, shaking her head and getting into a fighting position. I must admit, she looked pretty fierce, and was extremely attractive at the same time.

'Rose! Weren't you even listening to me? Just attack me already.'

And within the second, Rose's fist was firing at Alberta's face, which was quickly blocked aside. The novice then pivoted back on one foot before making a blow to the guardian's stomach with a fast kick. Wow. She then edged around before faking a punch or two, and then trying to kick, which again was blocked. But nothing was coming from Alberta. She either hadn't opted to show us this new defensive move or hadn't been given the opportunity, and I would put my money on the latter.

The teacher carried on blocking Rose's moves, but the girl was extremely fast and good for a novice. She caught Alberta again in the stomach, and then again on the leg. No doubt the teacher could take her, any day, but whilst she only instructed Rose to attack, she wasn't going to go back on her word and try to fight.

The make shift fight carried on for a few minutes before Alberta pushed Rose to the ground, who looked shocked. The guardian's mouth was bleeding. Rose's mouth fell open.

'I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you moved!' she said from the floor.

The teacher shook her head again and again, and looked lost for words. The whole class was silent, not a murmur. And then I couldn't help it, I laughed.

Alberta quickly reacted back into her role as the teacher, 'something funny?'

'Well yes, guardian. I think the novice was too quick for you.' I couldn't believe what was coming out of my mouth, and the way I said it wasn't too sincere either, but it got a rise out of the crowd. Alexander sniggered and another guy laughed before feeling the wrath of the guardian's stare.

'Well maybe you would like to face the novice, and be disallowed to engage in any form of offensive combat to defend yourself, not as easy as it sounds.'

'But, I don't want you to think I'm being completely rude, but you've killed Strigoi right? They don't stop to let you get a hit in, they're constantly on the go, much quicker, stronger and play nearly as dirty too.'

'Are you questioning my ability to do my job? I've got more molijna tattoos than you'll ever have, and it is for the rudeness you have so demonstrated in this class, that I am sending you to see the Principal. You will have detention with me everyday for the next two weeks and face any other punishment you receive from her. Leave, now.'

I smirked and laughed bitterly through my nose. I don't know why I was being so rude but I left for the Principal's office. Principal Kirkova's office was situated right on the other side of campus, and it would take me about fifteen minutes to get there. Probably half hour if I walked slow, which I very much planned to do.

As I walked through the Moroi teaching area, I bumped into that beautiful girl who'd left me in my room this afternoon. She was with one of her guardians and looked absolutely radiant.

'Where are you off to Dhampir? Thrown out of your little Karate class again?' she giggled, and I raised an eyebrow. On the way past I moved over to the far side to let he and him pass, but she kept taking up the whole corridor. What was she doing? She bumped me and handed me a note. I carried on walking and waited until they'd rounded a corner before opening.

'I hoped I'd see you again. Pretend this note is from the Principal or something, and I'm sorry for disturbing your class. Meet me in the toilets between the Davy Building and the square, say, 6pm. I've got a surprise for you.'

Brilliant. It was 16.45 now, and my class would have finished at around the time we were going to meet. I grinned heavily, anticipating my surprise.

I made it to Kirkova's office, and knocked timidly. On hearing her voice I made entry and did the walk of shame to the chair in front of her desk.

'What is it this time?' she said, not looking up from her paperwork.

'Alberta threw me out, said I was rude.'

'Firstly, young man, you don't refer to guardians on campus as "Alberta", or "Robert" or anything like that, and secondly, well, there is no secondly. The only advice I have for you is to watch your mouth. It'll get you nowhere in life.'

'Excuse me?'

'Dhampirs need to be on their best behaviour at all times, surely you know that. "They come first" etc. It's your duty to your race to guard, and be good at it. You'll never be a good guardian if you keep insulting every member of authority.'

I remained silent, and knew she was right. I had to behave, to well, I wanted to be assigned to royals, to the best Moroi.

'Now, I take it you have been given a punishment, and I will consult with the guardian about what it is. But until then, I want a page on why you should be well behaved. Here's a pen, here's some paper. Now sit at the desk over there and get on with it.'

She pointed to a small desk next to a grand looking vase and ushered me away with a lazy hand movement. I got up and dragged my feet across the room, making my way to the table, over the "tut" sound coming from the headmistress.

I knew what to write, but I didn't want to. Instead I kept dreaming of her. Every moment I'd had with her.

I remember the first conversation we had. It had been painful. I'd accompanied a Moroi friend to the feeding room, and she was in there without her usual posse of guardians or royal friends. I walked over, coolly, and just said 'hi'. I flashed her my Abercrombie smile and she smiled back, and aimed her body towards me. I told her my name, and she introduced herself. She spoke with an elite and polite accent, North America, and we couldn't take our eyes off each other.

'So, where are your guardians?'

'Oh, Gregory is in a meeting, and I excused Ivan, he's not feeling too great.'

'Ah ok, so they actually left you alone, unguarded?' I asked enthusiastically.

'Oh god, I know! It's like I'm some sort of criminal, but you're right, they're standards must be slipping. What if a Strigoi gets me whilst I'm here?' she dazzled me with her laughing, and she noticed I was staring.

'I'd protect you, not sure if you're aware but I'm actually the head guardian at St. Vladimir's. If you want to ditch the terrible twosome then I'm sure I can arrange something.' I said, with an ignorant air around me.

'Really? You could really do that, for me?' she was mocking me, but she loved it.

'Oh yeah, anything you want. I can get you out of class if you want, I know a place we can go.'

'Oh really? I might have to take you up on that.' she flashed me one last smile before making her way into a booth with a human feeder. I watched her all the way, and my friend was out of his booth before she emerged and off we went.

Talking to her had been so easy, and although I knew I'd been a bit sleazy, she knew it was banter and seemed to enjoy it.

I saw her again that evening, I'd managed to get into a royal party. Rosemarie Hathaway, best friend of Vasilisa Dragomir (the last remaining Dragomir) had invited me and Alexander. She was really into Alexander.

The girl from the feeding area looked amazing, she had small glass of what looked like rose wine, and watched me from across the room. To my surprise, it was her who made her way to me first.

I don't even know what we were talking about, but it was amusing anyway, especially after we'd both been drinking. She ushered me through another door and we avoided the music, and it was just the two of us. Well it could have been, there were sofas all around, and I realised it was like a cinema room. There were various couples everywhere, making out, whispering, but I barely had time for them. I was so absorbed in this girl, and she me. I think at some points we just looked into each other's eyes, and it was magnificent. The silence was just as comfortable as the talking. We were kissing in no time, and it was the best kiss I'd ever had. I didn't think it was possible for me to feel so much in one kiss.

The amount of girls that I'd been with was quite substantial, more so than most of my classmates. Girls came to me just because I was me, and I'd always loved that. But after this kiss, it was as if nothing else mattered but her.

It was gentle, but the passion that raged within the both of us was on fire. I desperately wanted to take her to my room, and have sex with her. The best sex I'd ever have. But for once in my life, it was as if my world had stopped. I wanted to take things slow. I wouldn't rush this girl into anything. She was more than that.

Ever since then we'd been meeting in secret, and we'd both fallen for each other. She was the most beautiful person in the world, and I would respect her every wish. My love wanted this is be secret, and I understood.

Her father was a very powerful member of the Ivashkov family, he was the Queen's brother. She had always known that it was her role to marry some royal, a royal with class and status, and from a respectable family.

She often referred to me as her guilty pleasure, and although I didn't mind, it did get me down. I wanted to parade her up and down the school, the whole world even, by who was I?

My mother lived somewhere near Las Vegas, in some commune for Dhampir women. One can only imagine what type of thing goes on there. I did have an older brother, who was at this school once upon a time. But he was killed by the Strigoi, not long after he graduated. He was a lot like me in a way, he had been very opinionated and had not been given the charge he wanted, and so remained unpromised. Hunting Strigoi turned out to be too much for him, and that was why my mother didn't want that life for me.

She told me I had to graduate and be a guardian. She said it was in my blood. And that it's the right thing. My mother had had a male Dhampir father and a Moroi mother, something rare in this world. He'd guarded my grandmother, and my mother was meant to become a guardian too. But she fell pregnant, and left the guardian world forever.

I wasn't sure about the love she shared for my father, but I knew it wasn't a love that I shared with anybody. Nothing like what I've got. And with that I looked down at my paper, which was still empty. I started my mini essay on the nonsense, looking forward to my surprise in the toilets later.

Hope you enjoyed the first chapter. Its just the intro! I'll hopefully be opening next chapter with some steamy scenes from the toilets, and you'll also get to learn a few names, and maybe a bit more history, and what the story is going to be about! Thanks for reading, and please please please REVIEW!! Much love, Jordan.