"Vampires Will Never Hurt You" - Chapter 01

by DejectedxAngel

Disclaimer: I don't own the song "Vampires Will Never Hurt You", but the ever awesome band My Chemical Romance does. Oh, and I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh.

Author Note: The idea for this fanfic was inspired while I was copying the complete lyrics of "Vampires Will Never Hurt You" by My Chemical Romance into a notebook whilst listening to the song. Did I mention MCR is my favorite band? Tee hee.

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I sat with my back perfectly straight in the main office, one of the secretaries humming slightly as she typed my information into the computer, enrolling me in the school. I glanced around the bright office, which owed its bright lighting to the natural sunlight coming in, and breathed in the smell, imprinting it to memory. I had a rather sensitive sense of smell but it helped me remember the places better, which came in handy in certain occasions. At the moment the office smelled of fresh-brewed coffee mixed in with the smell of an office supply store and a hint of the secretary's perfume. It was a rather nice change from the last few schools I'd been in.

I heard the secretary's printer go off and stood up, making my way to the counter that separated her desk from the students. She smiled from behind her wire-rim glasses, took the sheet off the printer and handed it to me.

"There you are, dear! That is your class schedule and should you require any class changes, though I made sure I got all your past credits right, just come back to me."

"Thank you, madam," I said and bowed my head. She smiled and giggled amusedly.

"Should you need help finding your classes, each homeroom has a class representative whose job it is to acquaint new students, so don't hesitate to ask," she said, tilting her head forward in a motherly way. Had I been a person used to smiling, I would've returned the warm smile the woman before me gave me, but I wasn't so I simply nodded and headed off, holding the paper in one hand and keeping a hand over my messenger bag with the other.

It didn't take very long for me to find the classroom for my homeroom so I waited patiently outside the door until the teacher opened it for me. As soon as he did, the classroom chatter behind him poured out and reached my ears. He smiled warmly at me, much like the secretary had and I couldn't help but wonder if the school had a policy of hiring kind-hearted staff for the students.

"Are you our new student?" he asked cheerfully. I nodded and he opened the door wide for me, "Well come right in!" he said. As I stepped inside, the classroom immediately went quiet. "Would you be so kind as to introduce yourself, please?" the teacher asked behind me and I cleared my throat.

"My name is Dimitri Mitsuhoshi and I just moved here from the United States."

"What part of the United States, Mitsuhoshi?"

"Western United States, specifically Los Angeles, California."

He mentally smirked as he heard several ooh's coming from the class.

"Alright then, you may take the seat at the back, next to Mr. Kaiba," he said, nodding towards the back.

The only empty desk was the one next to a guy with chestnut brown hair and navy blue eyes, which at the moment seemed entranced with the laptop on his desk. I went towards the back and as I did, I couldn't help but notice everyone staring at me. It wasn't so much the staring that bothered me as much as it was the girls giggling, sometimes blushing, and talking amongst themselves. I tilted my head forward to hide my color eyes, which had a knack for attracting girls, my jet black bangs falling and casting a shadow over them. As soon as I got to the back, I pulled out the chair and took a seat, placing my schedule which I still held in my hand in front of me. Luckily I'd gotten here a week after the semester had started and probably didn't need to catch up all that much.

I was simply sitting there, reading over what I'd be studying when it happened. An strong aura brushed my senses, making the hair on my neck stand on end and as I looked up, my ice-blue eyes met with bright sky blue framed perfectly in brown hair, a smile being cast down at me from a beautiful, angular face on a slender neck and lovely body. The girl radiated strength in waves, but I was surprised that I didn't feel in danger as much as I felt... energized.

"Hello there, Mituhoshi-san. My name is Téa Gardner but you can refer to me simply as Téa if you wish. I'm our homeroom's class representative. It's a pleasure to meet you," she said warmly and extended her hand to me. I took it and briefly brushed my lips against it, noticing a slight hint of a blush on her cheeks.

"And you may refer to me as Dimitri if you wish, my dear," I replied. I usually never tried to speak with anyone at my other schools, but the effect of the girl's bright blue aura with hints of turquoise intrigued me to the point of curiosity. What could I learn by pushing her away?

"Do you mind if I look at your schedule?" she asked as I released her hand. She walked around me and leaned down behind me, looking over my head at the schedule.

"Ah, these classes should be easy to find. These ones," she said, extending her arm and pointing at the first four classes, "are on this floor. Your math and science courses you take upstairs and P.E. you take in the big field right next to this building." She examined my schedule some more and I tilted my head back to look at her, my head coming into contact with something soft.

"I'm sorry, Téa," I said, realizing I'd started to rest my head on her chest. My eyes widened in horror as I feared she'd get mad at me. Instead, she surprised me yet again. She blushed crimson and immediately stood up straight, putting her hand on her head and laughing. Her laugh was melodious.

"It's alright, you didn't mean it," she said and as I glanced around, I noticed that nobody was staring at us but rather was involved with each other. I turned to her and she smiled at me.

"In either case, it was rude of me," I said and bowed my head to her. She brought her hand to my chin and tilted my head up, looking at me with concern.

"I said it was fine, there's no need to feel bad," she said worriedly. Her touch was incredibly soft and warm against my skin, causing me to close my eyes for a moment.

"But I do," I said firmly and opened my eyes again, meeting hers.

"Well then, you can make it up to me by having lunch with my friends and I," she said cheerfully and smiled brightly at me. I nodded, and then thanked her as she headed back to her desk by a spiky haired young man whom I assumed to be one of her friends. As I turned my head to look through each of the windows at my left, my eyes stopped at the last window and fell upon the boy the teacher had referred to as Mr. Kaiba, who had his eyes narrowed and fixed on me. I didn't say anything, but just looked away and looked back at my schedule. As his image registered in my mind, I turned to look at him and realized the most probable reason for him staring at me.

We looked eerily alike. Of course, his hair was brown and mine was black, his eyes were dark blue and mine were a colder, icy shade of blue but, from the looks of it, we appeared to be nearly identical. Of course, I was slightly paler. I decided not to dwell on the issue anymore and do something else, but I could feel him staring at me. I turned my head, my eyes meeting with his.

"Is there something I could do for you?" I asked in a neutral tone. He seemed surprised that I'd spoken to him at all, but quickly recovered.

"I.. no, there isn't," he said coldly and turned back to his laptop. I could have read his aura to get a hint of what was troubling him, but I didn't feel like wasting even the slightest bit of energy on him. My eyes turned to the back of the head of Téa Gardner, the only person other than my mother whose strong aura I didn't need to concentrate to sense. There was something about the girl...

Again I felt him staring at me. I let my eyes linger on the girl a bit longer before I sharply turned my head to face him, annoyed.

"Would you be so kind as to please stop staring at me? It's making me rather uncomfortable," I stated. He gave me a hrmph and turned back to his computer, typing away furiously. I glanced at the clock and then glanced down at myself.

It'd been fifteen minutes, I'd met a nice girl, nobody had run screaming yet and my hands were clean. Maybe this time things would be different.

Maybe.


So how was the first chapter? Good? Bad? Please review. My mind sprouted a few ideas as I wrote this but I need reassurance to know whether to keep writing or not. Thank you for reading.

By the way, I've loved the name Dimitri since I was 12. Mitsuhoshi is actually made up of two Japanese names, Mitsu (light) and Hoshi (star). Just incase there was anyone out there who was even remotely curious as to the strange name.

I got my information on aura colors from thiaoouba(dot)com by the way, just incase you were interested. They have a lot of neat stuff on that site, so you should check it out.

Much Love,

DejectedxAngel