AN: Some of my other stories I decided to delete because once again, no ambition to write them. Including me studying Japanese, anyway, I'll post this story. I've had an interest in vampires. Anyway, I've been wanting to write this for awhile.
I don't own any of the characters, they belong to Naoko Takeuchi. Well, except the names not in the anime.
Note- this is AU.
Chapter 1- New Transfer Student
Michiru went to her locker and twisted her combination. She was in her final year of high school. She was dressed in a white uniform with black tights that just passed her knees and brown boots with a red little tie around the collar.
"Michiru!" yelled a blue haired girl. Her blue hair reached till her knees and she had thin glasses on and had light blue eyes and was dressed the same as Michiru. She clutched a book to her chest. "Ready for History class?"
"Oh, Saku. No, Mr. Cartlon is a weirdo. He talks about things that aren't even real such as vampires, he doesn't stick to curriculum like normal teachers." Michiru brushed a hand through her hair as her friend stuck her tongue out of her mouth.
"You're no fun Michiru," Saku said with a sigh. "We have no homework which is awesome. In my other classes all I ever get is homework. Anyhow, I saw you signed up for the school newspaper. You do know nobody ever reads that, don't you? The most interesting story that was in there was about a ghost and it was just a joke but one of the writers who was not allowed to rejoin the club, you know her, right?"
"Yeah, Akai," Michiru said. Michiru sat beside her in class and she always drew weird pictures of vampires. She would never admit it, but they were actually really good. She had heard that the girl joined the art club and was much more suited there.
The school bell rang, History was a great way to start off the morning.
20 students filled room 230 and sat down at their normal desks. Michiru had Akai on one side and nobody on the other. Akai put her silver hair in a black elastic band and wore the same uniform as every other girl. She had pierced ears and green eyes, she had a silver ring on her index finger.
"Good morning, Kaiou," she said with a bright smile. "You look happy today."
"Uh, same goes for you," Michiru said putting out her purple pencil case.
"Michiru, Michiru, Michiru," Saku said running down the brown stairs to Michiru's desk. "I heard a new boy has transferred into our class."
"Okay," Michiru said shrugging it off. Michiru had never admitted to anyone about being in the closet.
"Oh everyone," Mr. Carlton said. "Good morning. We have a new student in the class today, his name is Tennoh Haruka. Make sure you make him feel welcome. At his old school he was on the track him then home school shortly after. His mother had decided to put him back into a normal school and luckily, he's at Darkson High School with us."
"Nice to meet you all," Haruka said with a small wave. Haruka was wearing the boys uniform and put a hand through his hair.
All the girls in the class screamed including Saku and a sweat drop developed behind Michiru's head.
"Haruka, choose a seat," Mr. Carlton said.
"Haruka, sit next to me!" a girl yelled tapping the desk.
"No me!" another girl said with hearts in her eyes as Michiru sighed.
Haruka said nothing and sat beside Michiru and everyone sighed and Haruka looked at Michiru.
"Can I help you with something?" Michiru questioned the blonde as he smirked.
"No, just gazing at your beauty," he said as Michiru blushed. "So, I heard that nothing is really taught in this class."
"Yeah, Mr. Carlton just talks about stuff that is all made up," Michiru said.
"You two, quiet," Mr. Carlton said. "Kaiou, I can't believe you would interrupt my class. You're a model student, please, be quiet."
"I'm sorry," Michiru said with a sigh as the blonde only continued to smirk.
Michiru listened to the "History," on how vampires ruled a castle somewhere in the city and just wrote down what would be on their final exam. Michiru peaked over and looked at Haruka curiously.
"Why aren't you copying this down?" Michiru whispered.
"I don't need to," the blonde said.
The bell finally rang. Michiru walked down to her writing class she had taken and hummed a tune to herself.
At lunch, Michiru sat with Saku and suddenly Haruka walked up to them.
"Would you mind if I sat here?" Haruka asked curiously. She had no food which was odd since it was lunch time.
Saku shook her head. "No, be our guest."
Haruka sat down and looked at the both of them. "Thank you."
"So, Haruka, where did you go to school last time?" Michiru questioned eating some of her soup from its plastic bowl and set her cheese sandwich to her left.
"Hunku High School," Haruka said. "As the teacher said, I was home schooled after. My father died when I was six and I'll be nineteen in three months. My mom taught me, she used to be a teacher quite some time ago."
"Did she teach what all teacher's need to teach?" Saku asked curiously as she titled her head.
"Of course," Haruka said. "Also, some of-"
Suddenly, a beeping sound went off.
"I need to go, bye Haruka!" Saku said getting up and leaving. "Bye Michiru!"
"So, Michiru," Haruka said. "What a beautiful name, it fits you perfectly."
"Listen, you're a nice enough boy but I-"
"You what?"
"I'm not interested in men if you catch my drift."
Haruka giggled a little.
"What's so funny?" Michiru asked slightly mad.
"I'm not a guy," Haruka told her. "I'm a girl, but I dress like a guy because I like it. I'm not into frilly clothing and don't like the girl uniforms at all." Haruka pointed to Michiru's uniform.
"I like it, that's all that matters," Michiru said. "I need to get ready for my next class, I need to go. I'm sorry, Haruka, maybe we can talk some other time."
"Anytime," Haruka said smirking with a nice look on her face. She felt her stomach rumble a little. It could wait till later.
Michiru walked to her locker and took out her Math textbook. She had put her lunch in the garbage.
The day finally ended and Michiru was happy. She finally got to go to her club to write about something interesting. She was really excited, she went to room 305 and saw a girl from her class Mitsuki who had short brown hair and three clips in the shapes of flowers all of her hair.
"Michiru, hey," Mitsuki said smirking. "Ready to write for our club?"
"I'm a little bit nervous to put my opinion out there using my real name. I was wondering could I write for the advice column? My mom said that's my strong point." Mitsuki tapped her chin for a moment and nodded. "Thank you!"
"You're welcome," Mitsuki said. "We have about 50 letters asking for advice. You can take some home if you want. Do you have your own laptop at home?"
"Yeah, I can send the advice to my e-mail for the paper," Michiru explained. "I can maybe ready 20 or so at the moment and give some advice."
"Sounds good to me," Mitsuki said. "Oh, you need to meet everyone else at the moment. Everyone, this is Michiru. Please be nice to her."
"Hi," Michiru waved her hand.
"Michiru, the boy on the left with the green hair is Hikou. He's in grade 11 and is new to the school. The girl near the photocopier is Mikino and in grade 12. The tall girl with the red sweater over the school uniform is Hotaru. I hope we can all get along. There's a computer over there, use the special log in."
Mitsuki handed Michiru a tiny sheet with a code on it and a username.
She looked down:
Student1013578
Password: NewspaperBackUpClub
"Thanks," Michiru took the paper with her and logged into the computer.
Later...
"That should do it," Michiru said as she stretched looking at the clock as it read 3:25 pm. "I need to go Mitsuki, see ya!"
"See you on tomorrow, Michiru," Mitsuki said looking up from her computer as she soon looked back.
Michiru closed the door of the unused classroom and walked down the empty halls with her bag slung over her left shoulder. It felt like walking through a ghost town in a creepy movie, some
of the lights have even been turned off.
"Hey," said a voice as Michiru saw Haruka walk near her. "I thought you had gone home."
"No. I joined a club recently," Michiru told Haruka, she didn't feel like going into detail about her life much with the blonde though. "Besides, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at your house?"
Haruka frowned and sighed. "I had forgot my extra key at home today. My mom is out and I can't get in without it. Could I walk you home maybe, or could we go get coffee together?"
Michiru thought about it for a second and nodded. The blonde was new and didn't have any really good friends yet, at least that she knew of. "Sure, I know great place downtown."
The girl's walked and talked and soon got to the coffee store as Haruka ordered a large coffee and donut while Michiru ordered a coffee with a tiny cookie.
"So, how do you like the school?" Michiru asked as the two sat down.
"Lovely," Haruka said as she took a bite into the donut and ran a hand through her blonde hair.
The girl's kept talking and left the coffee shop and Michiru told Haruka the directions to her house.
"You live in the middle of nowhere," Haruka said as she looked down a street and the near house was at least forty minutes away. "Don't your legs hurt everyday? Mine feel like they're burning up. I jog every morning too, except today because I had to get ready for heading to the new school."
"No, I'm use to it," Michiru told her with a smile. "Would you like to come inside? You can tell me what you old school was like and-"
"No, I gotta get home," Haruka said. "My mom said she would be home by 5:00 p.m."
Michiru checked her watch and it read 4:50 p.m. and the girl frowned.
Haruka saw that and looked at her. "What's wrong?"
"I kept you late, didn't I?" Michiru asked as she poked two fingers together. "Sorry."
Haruka waved her hand left to right. "No, no, no. My mom won't care, trust me. Besides, I can get into my house now."
"Good to hear. Well, uhm...see you in History tomorrow."
Haruka smiled. "I'd love that, bye Michiru."
The blonde began to walk away as Michiru opened the door to her house and Michiru saw her mom cooking while talking on the phone.
She silently waved and headed upstairs to do her homework, it was Math. She typed hundred of numbers into her calculator that night. She became tired soon after her dinner, and brushed her teeth and headed to bed.
Suddenly, Michiru's phone rang and the aqua haired girl picked it up.
"Hello?" she asked.
"Michiru? Did you hear? Riko didn't make it home. I got a call from her mother and apparently she was supposedly needed to be home at 6:30 p.m."
Michiru didn't know Riko that much. She was in her History class too and rubbed her chin. All she knew was Riko was dating Mubuna. He was a cute guy and they made a cute couple.
"Did she go home with Mubuna?"
"Maybe, she'll probably be at school tomorrow. We both don't know her well, but people can still be worried about each other."
"True," Michiru said as she looked at her clock, it was almost midnight. "Saku, what are you still doing up?"
"Doing English homework, and I have a huge Science test tomorrow," Saku explained. "Did I wake you up?"
"No," Michiru lied. "I was reading since I couldn't sleep."
Saku sighed and shook her head over the phone. "Alright, good night Michiru. Talk to you tomorrow, okay? I'll probably sleep through History class. It won't be the first time and never the last."
Michiru giggled remembering the number of times her friend fell asleep and snored. "Okay, good night Saku."
A certain blonde walked down the street humming to herself and looked around making sure nobody was around.
"Hey cutie," said a voice. It was a small girl with blonde hair from her History class. "Haruka, hang out with me."
"Sure, come this way," Haruka said as a scream shortly echoed through the dark night.
AN: So? How was it? Please leave a review.