So I finally got the time to go back and edit my story. Originally it was written in my OC's POV but I have changed it to a third person POV. I would like to eventually get a Beta to read over my story and correct any mistakes. I shortened the chapters but I will update it more often now that I have worked it a little differently. I would like a little more feedback to know how my story is coming along so reviews are greatly appreciated. Thanks!

Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Knight.

Chapter One

The light slowly crept through the small slit between the heavy curtains. The pale light silently moved across the room, cutting through the darkness as the sun rose and landed on a sleeping form. The soft sunlight eventually moved to land on smooth, slightly sun kissed skin. Not bothering the sleeping being much as she simply turned over and faced the wall. Clenching the blankets tightly around her body, she curled into a ball on the comfortable bed and continued to sleep peacefully…until.

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

The sharp sound echoed in the silent space and startled her from her peaceful slumber. She shot straight up to a sitting position and made to glare at the insistent knocking. However, a misjudgment of position on the bed led to a different outcome. The sudden movement caused her to lose balance and fall onto the plush carpeted floor. As soft as that carpet may look, it didn't do much for the force at which she landed on it with. The sting from fresh carpet burn radiated along her forearms and knees.

A loud groan escaped her lips as she stood from the floor and threw the blankets that had entangled themselves around her body on the way down off. Sitting up lazily and rubbing the sleep from her eyes she studied the bed that she had been so comfortably sleeping in just seconds ago. Her gaze soon found the small clock sitting on the wooden nightstand, 7:30 am, her eyelids becoming heavy once more as the thought of crawling back into the warm bed flowed through her mind. With a loud yawn and one last glance around the room she rose from the floor, stretching and tossing the blankets carelessly onto the bed.

Making her way ever so slowly towards the door and yawning one last time while stretching like a lazy house cat, she opened it with disinterest. If her face didn't speak loud enough to express her current emotional state then her attitude certainly would. Manners? She thought as she stuck her tongue out childishly, not this early in the morning.

The door opened fully to reveal a beautiful woman standing in equally beautiful attire. A sour look overtook her features briefly when she looked at Kiyomi.

"Put your tongue away." She ordered with a soft stern voice. Kiyomi quickly sucked her tongue back into her mouth and looked at the woman with lazy eyes.

"Yes mother?" the lack there of, of emotion in her tone didn't seem to bother the older woman standing at the door as a bright smile appeared on her face.

"Morning dear…." She stopped for a moment taking in the sight of her daughter's half asleep, slouching and downright unladylike presence, "Um…not dressed yet?"

The response from her mother annoyed Kiyomi a bit as she raised an eyebrow at the question, as if it was supposed to be obvious. Taking a second to look down at her clothing, seeing that she was still indeed wearing pajamas, she couldn't help the comment that escaped her lips, "It would seem that I am dressed…..to go back to bed." The comment and tone holding even less enthusiasm as before with a hint of sarcasm laced in for good measure.

The beautiful features on her mother's face did not falter in any way at the sarcastic comment; she merely chuckled a bit before speaking again. "Well my dear Kiyomi, the chairman of Cross Academy will be here in a few hours. You didn't forget did you?"

Kiyomi's eyes widened slightly at the reminder, sure I didn't "forget" I just put the information at the bottom of things I didn't care to think about. So…yeah I forgot. Letting out a long tired sigh, she ran both hands over her face before fixing the woman with a sweet smile, "It would seem so, my apologies mom. When is he supposed to arrive?" There was no need to continue with the sour attitude and sarcastic bashing, this was her fault for forgetting.

Her mother looked at her while suppressing the sigh that wanted to escape her painted lips, "They should be here by noon, dear."

"Ok….wait! They?!" the look of shock on Kiyomi's face didn't seem to phase her mother as she just smiled and answered with a swift nod before turning to make her way down the long hall. The light ivory dress swaying with each elegant step.

Kiyomi just stood in the doorway staring at her mother's shrinking figure before she heard her soft voice echo down the hall, "There are still things for you to do around here so you may want to make haste!"

Letting out a loud groan of protest, "Yes ma'am." Of course there would be things to do the day that these academy people were supposed to show up. And what the heck? Now there were more coming? When was that decided?

Standing in the doorway for a moment longer, Kiyomi only seemed to be able to hang her head at the thought of the day's upcoming events. Mumbling a "Great", Kiyomi turned to gather clothing before making her way to the shower. The dresser across the large room had many picture frames spread across it, some of Kiyomi and her mother, friends and even some of her riding their horses. As she studied each framed photo she couldn't help the heavy feeling in the pit of her stomach. As she stared at the picture of her and her friends she became a bit emotional, eyes beginning to water a bit as the thought of her being so far away from them hit her.

Her mother and her friends were really the only family that she knew, never knowing her father. Since her mother never really spoke of him much and the subject was a rarity, just that he had supposedly died before Kiyomi was born. It was hard understanding how she could get upset about someone that she had never met, but it happened on occasion. There were no pictures of him, not one, so she had no idea what he looked like. Guessing in the end that it was better to have never known him than have the thought of losing him if she had known him, if that makes sense. Still, it was depressing none the less.

Quickly pushing the dark thoughts that had made their way into her mind away, she searched the dresser for her favorite black t-shirt and a pair of dark boot cut jeans. Grabbing clean under garments too, she headed to the bathroom to take a nice hot shower.

The shower was probably the only positive thing that would happen today, well that and the fact that Kiyomi would get to go down to the fields and see Jack. Jack was the seven year old gelding that she had gotten on her tenth birthday. Having him at a year old made it difficult to deal with him at times, he was so hot headed but the time that she would spend trying to befriend the crazy colt turned out to be one of the best things she had ever done. In the end gaining a best friend and new member of this small family, that's right, she considered Jack family. Who wouldn't consider him family? Well my friends thought I was nuts due to the fact that I was really the only one allowed near him and he would try his best to get a mouth full of pants from anyone brave enough to get near him.

She laughed at that thought and shook her head. Getting out of the shower once again pulled Kiyomi from any peaceful thoughts quickly replacing them with the fact that in a few hours she would be meeting the man, and apparently other people, that her mother had spoken about on more than one occasion. Well him….she didn't speak of the others that were supposedly accompanying him.

She ran a brush through her dark brown hair, pulling it into a high ponytail that reached just below her shoulders and letting her bangs hang freely across her forehead. A few strands here and there fell around her ears, but who cares? There was no time and no one to impress. Chancing a long look into the mirror at the long dark eyelashes creating a dark frame around her pale blue eyes, and flawless slightly sun kissed skin she sighed. She had grown up a lot and honestly couldn't complain about overall appearance. Being told countless times how beautiful she was annoying, honestly she really didn't care to hear it. She didn't dote on herself like some girls, the knowledge of her looks was known but she wasn't going around and yelling it to the world! Idiots!

It was really thanks to the fact that her mother was a vampire, not sure if a thanks is really the proper word. Not just the typical vampire though…if that existed, her mother was a pureblood, highly respected by others, and very beautiful. Kiyomi had a lot of her features and a few that one would assume came from her father. Luckily, her mother didn't possess the typical pureblood personality; she was very bright and outgoing. Her mother was nothing like most who were cold and clung to the fact that they were superior, a fortunate trait to the unfortunate lineage. That, Kiyomi was thankful for, the ones that she had the chance to meet only made her want the meeting to end as soon as possible….depressing beings. And can be so full of themselves….GAH!

With one last look at herself in the mirror she continued on with her morning routine of brushing her teeth and telling herself over and over again what all she was supposed to do. Jeez I talked to myself a lot. Thoughts soon returning to the man that her mother had spoken of, Cross, the chairman of Cross Academy.

Apparently her mother had known this man before she was born and the few times her mother did speak of him she seemed to enjoy the memories that she spoke of. She said he was a very serious man when it came to his work, but there was a very youthful side to him that he possessed. This thought would always make her laugh as she would go on about how random he would be at times and just flat out childish. At the time Kiyomi couldn't wrap her mind around how her mother could speak so highly of someone that was supposed to be a grown man but acted in such a way. Still, she didn't mind it so much if the memories put a smile on her mother's ageless face.

Her mom smiled often but Kiyomi could always tell that it was forced, mainly for her sake. So the times that her mother would truly smile, Kiyomi would savor the look on her mother's face and couldn't help but smile too.

Quietly, she made her way down the stairs and into the kitchen where her mother and a few of the maids were chatting. As usual, breakfast had been prepared and place at the table waiting for her timely arrival. Kiyomi expressed her thanks and made her way to the table and proceeded to eat the meal quickly. Her mother soundlessly began making her way over to Kiyomi as she finished.

"Remember everything you need to do today?" the soft tone of her voice lightened the heavy feel of the room.

Kiyomi smiled up to her mom and spoke, "The usual right? Check on the animals and the fields…..moving on to the gardens and tend to the plants. I will bring some fresh vegetables for dinner tonight if you would like?"

Her mother nodded, her long silky hair bouncing with the movement before speaking once more, "Don't forget to ride the perimeter as well, make sure that the fencing is in no need for any repairs…" She seemed to trail off before adding, "Stay out of the woods and don't forget to take this with you." She handed Kiyomi a revolver with a beautiful intricate design covering the grip, placing it gently in her hands. Kiyomi focused on it for a moment, taking in its beauty before directing her attention back to her mother.

She nodded and smiled at her once more, "Don't worry mom, I will get it done….and I promise to be careful." The addition of that last part seemed to put her at ease for a moment.

She leaned down and placed a soft kiss on Kiyomi's forehead before turning and making her way into the library. With curious eyes, Kiyomi watched as her mother disappeared into the room before focusing on the revolver in her hands. She knew why her mother worried so much but she was older now, just turned 17 to be exact and surely she could take care of herself. Letting her gaze travel back to the entrance to the library, a long sigh escaping her lips before turning her attention back to the revolver. She closed her eyes for a moment before carefully placing it in the holster on her hip, the leather strap holding the holster fitting comfortably around her hips.

Kiyomi stood from the table straightening out the black t-shirt before walking over to the front door where her boots were placed and carefully laced them up, placing the extra fabric of the jeans over the tops.

Okay so for those that have read this story before I sincerely apologize for this crazy edit. Chapters one through six will be the same as what was posted prior just edited to third person. I will update with new chapters soon after I am done with my editing. Thank you! Please review :)