Chapter one

Sleep deprived

The sun was barely out and dipped the buildings of Cross academy in a light orange hue. A soft breeze blew over the grounds, stirring death leaves, as winter was arriving. Cross academy was a well known private school, where all the students lived on campus. To everyone outside, Cross Academy was a famous boarding school. But there was something very odd about this school. Because in the evening there were special classes for a group Elite Students. Students who were not normal!

With a small thud a young slender girl, with light brown hair and big hazel colored eyes, stepped out of the small bathroom attached her and her roommates Yuuki's bedroom. Running a hand through her damp hair she pushed it behind her ears as so it was no longer hanging in her face. Yori had always liked short hair, as it took not much time to arrange it, as some other girls her year called it.

Pulling up her skirt, she started to button up her white blouse. The girl in the bed near the window turned in her sleep and mumbled something unclear. With a sigh Yori grabbed her hairbrush from the counter and ran it idly through her hair. It was seven thirty, and she needed to hurry. Yuuki was still sleeping, rolled up under the covers breathing softly and even.

"Yuuki!" she hissed, while moving towards the brunette curled up under the covers. "You have to get up now. I let you sleep as long as possible, but if you want to have breakfast before class it's time to wake!"

"Hmmmm!" the young girl mumbled, scrunching her eyebrows, but not opening her eyes. "Five more minutes, please," she begged.

Leaning in to her ear, Yori smiled. "Yuuki, they're serving fried porridge today."

It was slightly low, to use Yuuki's favorite dish, but it always worked so well. The brunette, swiftly sat up almost falling out of bed in her haste. "Porridge? I love porridge."

Rushing towards her closet, she yanked open a drawer, and pulled her clothing out. Swiftly buttoning — wrongly mind you — her blouse up, she jumped around putting her socks on, one by one. It took the girl all by all five minutes before she was fully clothed and ready to go.

Yori sighed again. She shouldered her rucksack and followed her excited friend out of their bedroom. If she was honest she did not approve of her night job. It was great her roommate and best friend helped her foster father out, but the lack of sleep was seriously getting to her. Yori wondered if she should speak to Kaien Cross — the headmaster — about her worries.

Then again perhaps she should not, as it was not any of her business. Hurrying along the corridors she tried to ignore the stares that were all directed to them, or more specifically; Yuuki. Another reason she wanted Yuuki to quit her Disciplinary committee duty's. As being a member did not bring any popularity.

Bounding the corner, the excited sixteen year old almost ran into the solid body of a boy. A boy with silver hair and a pale skin. Zero Kiryu was leaning against the wall. Deathly pale and heaving as if he had run a marathon.

"Zero?!" Yuuki gasped, stopping immediately and stopping in front of him. "Are you allright. Do you need— well— you know?"

'You know'? Yori scrunched her eyebrows. The petite girl turned towards her now, her beautiful porcelain skin flushed with what Yori expected was worry.

"Do you mind, Yori-chan?" the girl asked pleadingly, her large brown eyes shimmering with worry.

Yes, she minded. "No not at all, Yuuki-chan, I'll keep a seat for you in class." the other girl said. Her stoic hazel brown eyes following the two as they stumbled away and disappeared into an unused classroom.

Yori shuffled her feat together. She didn't judge. She normally didn't, but every time Yuuki helped Zero with 'you know', she always came back hurt. Or with bandages bound around her neck. Yori never asked, what they did that ensured Yuuki getting hurt or whatever she hid under the white steriel bandages, but it worried her almost just as much as Yuuki's nightly escapades.


Yuuki did not show up for their first class. Yori was swiftly taking notes and had made up a believable lie, but the teacher had not believed her. Not really though. The man had simply shook his head and muttered something under his breath. It was in the middle of second class that Yuuki came hurrying in. Her hair was sticking out in odd angles and around her neck was (indeed) a bandage.

"I'm so sorry Sensei, I, uh, was not feeling so well this morning." the girl babbled while scratching at the back of her neck.

"I will contact the headmasterr about this, Miss Cross. Being his daughter should not give you a special treatment." the older man said, straightening his collar. "Do us a favor, Cross-san, and take your seat."

The girl groaned and softly tiptoed towards her place next to Yori. Slumping on the table the girl mumbled something unintelligible.

"Yuuki-chan, are you all right?" Yori asked, softly patting her best friends back.

"Yes Yori-chan, I'm fine." the girl answered while banging her head on the table. "Headmaster is going to kill me."

Yori scrunched her eyebrows. "No he won't, Yuuki-chan, he's never that hard on you to even begin with."

Peeking from over her elbow, the brunette glared. It took only five minutes before the girl was deep asleep. Snoring softly, Yori pulled out a blank page from her notebook, before starting to copy notes from the blackboard. Making sure to scribble down important dates and happenings on both the piece of paper and into her notebook. She doubted Yuuki would be able to follow her notes, as she never did, but it never stopped her trying to help her best friend.

Somewhere during the third class, Zero shuffled into the classroom as well. His face was neatly schooled into an emotionless mask and his eyes regarded everything around him cooly. Students were always very easily intimidated by the cold look of his eyes, but Yori was not. Yori did not whiter at the side of him, and simply met his gaze without flinching.

Yori did not know what Yuuki and Zero where hiding, but she would find out.

To be continued…


Suffix:

- chan: a suffix used to adres a close friend. It can be used to adres a family member or a girl younger than yourself.

- Sensei: teacher

- sama: To adress a Lord

Author's Note: Why did I think this was a good idea? I don't know, honestly. Vampire knight was my first manga. I used to love it to bits, but when things progressed in the second arc the fire extinguished and ebbed away. Still I used to have this idea of Yori and Yuuki changing places, I don't know why though, but I thought why not.

Anyway I decided to give it a try and write this story in the pastime, but also to think about the direction which Black book should take; another fan fiction I'm trying to write, but in which I'm a bit stuck.

Anyway, let me think what you all think.

Vampire knight does not belong to me, but to Hino Matsuri.