I do not own Vampire Knight, the characters or the Selfish Director who does own it.


Based on: Anime: Vampire Knight

Fiction Name: Ammit

Hey! Arep here!

This is my first fic, so I don't know if it will be any good but please review and tell me if you liked it or give some pointers for the future.

Thanks!

Areptesa


~ Ammit ~

-Prologue-

A soft, warm breeze danced through the branches above my head, carrying away soft pink petals and dropping them gently onto my shoulder and hair as I walked towards the noisy Day Class girls, hands in pockets.

Casual, but dangerous- you could never be too careful with those bloodsuckers around.

I arrived at the crowded scene just in time to see Yuuki get trampled by screaming fans.

Already I was starting to get a headache from all the declarations of love and eternal loyalty- they hadn't even stepped through the gates yet!

"Kyaaa! I'm gonna see Idol-sempai!"

"Kya! Do you think Takuma-sempai will notice my new haircut?"

"Kyaaaaaa! I CAN SEE KURAN-SEMPAI!"

"KYAAAA-"

"Silence!" I didn't shout, but these crazy girls had to have super hearing or something, because they immediately froze and then jumped back into line just as the gates opened: glaring at the immovable object, standing between them and the Night Class.

He would admire their bravery at challenging the 'glare master' as Yuuki had dubbed him, if it weren't for the fact that, even though they looked determined... they still left a 7 foot gap between them... for fear of death by prefect.

As I turned I had a brief moment to think: at least they were quiet n-

"Impressive, Kiryuu-kun. Though Aidou will be upset at having his...loving fans, warded off."


When the prefect turned towards me, I wasn't the least bit surprised that he was wearing his signature scowl, and if looks could kill, even I would be dead ten times over...and , with a twinge of annoyance, I'm sure he'd make them all twice as painful as the last.

"Impressive, Kiryuu-kun. Though Aidou will be upset at having his...loving fans, warded off."

He didn't say anything back, but his eyes said it all:

Your too close. Back off. No back off? I shoot you. Many times. In the face.

My lips quirked, a small split second reaction at that thought, but Kiryuu caught it none the less, rare coloured eyes narrowing to slits.

His eyes.

I had always been intrigued by this boy, the majority of the time it had been over-run with annoyance and anger, but I was intrigued none the less.

This boy, the boy with amethyst eyes that screamed defiance and danced with burning hatred.

Who , when his family was murdered, decided not to fear vampires; but to use the experience to fuel his anger and hatred- to fuel the need to become a strong hunter.

The boy who , without hesitation, attempted to stab me with a knife- a dinner knife, with no hunter charms on it.

The boy who was growling out an order for me.

"Make your way to class Kuran." Yes. No Kuran-sama ,just Kuran. Spat out distastefully, as if it were a derogatory term.

I smiled," You should stop glaring Kiryuu-kun, its scary, your face may get stuck like that forever." Which was ridiculous, I know, but it had to be said.

He growled out something incoherent and I smirked, before turning away and walking to 'class'.


I can't believe that arrogant bastard! Who does he think he is, strutting around like its nobody's business! Talking to me to humiliate me- it isn't going to work you...grrrrrrrrr...

!FURY!

HE IS SOOO INFURIATING! WITH HIS COCKY SMIRK AND...AND...STUPID CASUAL LOOK EVEN WHEN HE'S INSULTING ME!

ITS OUTRAGEOU-

"WHAT?!" I snapped spinning around to face Yuuki, who looked slightly stunned.

Also... all the obsessed fan girls seemed to have magically disappeared...

Ow. Ow. Ow. Yuuki always seems to think that physical abuse will get through to me... I wonder where she gets that from.

Probably one of the Chairman's 'talks'...

"Yelping. Isn't. Gonna. Make. Me. Stop. Zero!" She grit out with every punch.

"I'm not yelping!" I ground out as I pushed her as far away from me as possible, she was surprisingly strong...

She gave up in the end, but she looked up frowning.

Sigh. Face palm. Drown me now.

Here we go again...

"You shouldn't be so rude to Kaname!"

Any time now...

"He's only trying to thank you for all your hard work!"

Anything will do.

Tar.

Custard.

Chocolate milk, made by the Chairman, maybe...

"And you barely help out as it is!"

Still reluctant to drown me in chocolatley goodness?

"Honestly! I don't know why Kaname plays along with your games!"

I could go for a good dunk in mayonnaise if it would work.

"Zero..."

Really? Nothing?

"Zero."

Come on! Listen to me just this once?

"Zero?"

...Dude your talking to yourse-SHUT UP LOGICAL PART OF MY BRAIN! He is there...I know it.

"ZEEEEEEROOOOOO!"

I mean really, Not all of this would happen to me if there wasn't someone in a high place that hated me right?

"ZERO!" I turned to her just in time to get a stick to the face. Ow.

I still blame He/She-in-a-higher-place-who-hates-me.


Hey, I know this was pretty short, but that's just 'coz its the prologue.

The chapters to follow will be longer...hopefully.

I hope the characters didn't seem OOC, I did try to keep them close to there characters personality: but it can't always be helped.

Thank you for reading and please review,

Areptesa

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Cursed Soul