Kaname Kuran watched as the car rolled up to the arched stone way of the front of the school. He'd received word earlier in that day that a vampire he had not asked to be here would be joining Cross Academy. He was unnerved and agitated with Cross's decision to admit the female vampire until he heard the name. A pureblood. A pureblood he hadn't known existed. Well, he remembered her, but to his and Takuma's knowledge she was dead. Rumor had it that she had supposedly survived the attack they had both witnessed as children with her, attacked by her own brother, and hidden herself away high in the mountains for the last however many years. He couldn't blame her. If it was really Hanari Gokun, then he wouldn't want people to know he was alive either. Her history wasn't a pretty one marred with many unkind happenings of which his father and mother had actually saved her from. That had been a horrible night within itself, one that Ichijo had again been present for, and one they couldn't forget.

"The letter said that she is very ill." Takuma said crossing his legs idly sitting on the couch. He glanced over Kaname who was staring out the window of the dorm watching as Cross stepped out to meet the car.

"I would imagine that surviving an injury of that extent would leave many physical disabilities." Kaname said bluntly. "But I can't imagine why she would come here." He met his friend's eyes suddenly.

"Unless she fears her brother. Issan has become a force within the aristocratic society now as a rising pureblood. He is gaining power and influence. I would venture to guess that it's starting to scare her since he did attempt killing her when we were young." Kaname nodded resting his chin on folded hands over the desk.

"She's offered protection here with us. Neither you nor I ever cared much for Issan. We cannot punish him for his actions because they are pureblood siblings…" Kaname began watching as Cross helped lead a frail looking woman from the side of the car.

"But we can ensure that he comes nowhere near her." Takuma finished looking heavily weighed. Kuran had to admit that Takuma had more history or at least a closer one with Hanari than he did.

"If you can ensure that. By all means, she's your charge." Cross lead the girl inside up the front steps and disappeared within the building.

"I understand Kaname. I will protect her." He nodded standing up bowing respectfully to his friend. He would go to meet the young woman he'd once held in his arms to protect in the bloody aftermath of her mother.

There was a faint sickening coughing sound accompanied by the slight of wheezing to draw in breath as Takuma approached Headmaster Cross's office door. He assumed it was Hanari and took a moment to clear his mind and prepare himself to see this woman for the first time since he'd left her lying in the snow covered in blood with her brother standing over her. Kaname had forced him to run moments after the Issan had ran his arm through Hanari's chest dropping her to the ground instantly. The image of her body in the snow was something he had never been able to remove no matter the disgusting things he'd seen happen between vampires his entire life. His hand rested gently over the golden doorknob to turn it as he heard Cross address Hanari in a calm even tone from across the room.

"Welcome to Cross Academy." He said softly. "Although this is a very unhappy circumstance for you to join us under, I do understand why you feel the need to align yourself here. I also think that Kaname will understand as well." Takuma opened the door taking a step inside.

Hanari had grown indeed. His eyes fell on her before he was able to tear them away to address the headmaster. She was lithe, tall, with curling midnight hair spilling around her shoulders. In her slender hands she held a stained indigo handkerchief, the red blots on it stuck out against her pale skin. She wore a simple white peasant dress with one tangerine ribbon sewn through the middle just under her almost absent bust line. Her thin lips were blurred with a splotch of blood that she'd smeared on said cloth. Her eyes fluttered as if startled glancing up to see him in the doorway; he was caught off guard by the magnitude of just how evergreen they were. Beneath those round eyes were heavy circles ringed there like smudged shadows. It was hard not to focus on just how sickly she seemed.

"Hanari?" he whispered shutting the door behind him with a soft click.

"Takuma." She nodded respectfully to him looking at the ground and then her hands in her lap. The voice was so soft. She seemed intent on not making eye contact that he looked up to Cross.

"I came headmaster to take Hanari to the Night dorms." He said smiling in an attempt to make the atmosphere lighter.

"Very well. I've already sent her baggage to the dorm. Please be aware that Miss Gokun is very tried and has requested an audience with Kaname before she retires to her room for the night." Takuma raised an eyebrow. It was not often that Cross was so curt and formal when speaking about purebloods.

"You don't have to speak like that…I'd rather not be treated that way Headmaster." She glanced up finally. Ah, so he'd done it to make her speak some.

"Very good. Well, Ichijo will take you then." He motioned towards the blonde as Hanari took a small shuddering breath and began to pull herself up to her feet.

She was shaking as she tried to stand; the very motion caused a strain in her breathing and Takuma noticed she was tempered trying to stay standing. He immediately crossed the room and caught her shoulders taking her hand just before he felt her legs begin to give out. He held her up as she took a few moments to catch her breath.

"You need to drink." He whispered watching as dots dusted her cheeks. The momentary strain had caused her to blush as she glanced up at him.

"That won't help me. Believe me, I've tried." She smiled only a fraction apologetically before looking to the ground again.

"If you cannot walk then I will carry you, that is, if you give me permission." Takuma looked down at the woman he was balancing on his arms gently.

"Oh no, please…" she said stuttering slightly. "I want to walk, but assistance would be of great help." She whispered.

"Of course." He nodded realizing that the red in her face was merely because she was embarrassed for needing the help in the first place. "Please don't feel that way. At Cross we all help one another. You will see that we protect other vampires." He assured her softly.

"That is our mission here. To live in peace together." Cross added grinning as Takuma lead Hanari from the office. When the door shut his smile fell and he sighed staring at the large piece of wood. This would either go very badly or progress as a greater good for the safety of the other vampires here. Issan would be sure to follow in pursuit of his younger sister which would cause a standoff between Kuran and Gokun. He was really only worried about which one would back down first or if blood would be spilled.