Me: Hey guys! So this is my first fanfic I'm writing about Rosario and Vampire so don't hate! Anyways, this is the disclaimer and I don't own Rosario and Vampire but if I did, it would be epic!
CHAPTER ONE: First day
Tsukune POV
I stared out my window for the last time in a long time. It was finally time for me to enter Yokai Academy for monsters, but not after hours of persuading with my mother, who was only home hours at a time. I guess you can say that my family (or all that is left of it) is just my mother and myself, but I use to have a loving father, two amazing older brothers and one fabulous younger sister. Use to...
"Tsukune-sama, are you ready?" I heard my butlers raspy voice from outside my door. Was I finally able to leave this horrid place and make my way out into the world? Well, the monster world anyways? I took a deep breath as I clutched the Rosario that hung around my neck. I could take it off on will, but the last time I did that...
"Tsukune-sama, are you coming? We are already running late!" my butler say.
"Yeah, I'm coming," I reply. I could feel the butler cringe at the power in my voice, even behind the door. I take another sigh before I leave the room.
"Ah, Tsukune-sama, if you would please follow me," he said as he showed a nearly toothless grin. I frown but say nothing; he should know his place next to an Z-class vampire. That's right, not an S-class but Z-class. It can only be obtained when a vampire kills-
"You'll be late Tsukune-sama!" he yelled near the door. How we reached it so fast, I would never know, since this mansion was gigantic, but I didn't question it as I was lead into the black limo.
Normal POV
"Okay class, since we are finished with all the introductions, lets move on th-" but Ms. Nekonome was interrupted by someone clearing their throat.
"Oh! It must be Aono Tsukune, since he was the only one not here this morning! It's almost 12:00 now, so come on in and I'll get you seated-nya," Ms. Nekonome meowed. In stepped a teenage boy, but instead of the regular green color school uniform, he had on black dress shoes, blue jeans, and a pure white T-shirt under an unbuttoned black blazer jacket. He had combed-out brown hair, and his eyes seemed to be pitch black, hiding any emotion he might have.
"Hey, who is that guy? I've never seen him before,"
"I haven't either, but he doesn't smell like a human,"
"Who cares, he's hot!"
Different conversations scattered around the room, but only two people stayed silent. One was a girl with pink hair, and had easily obtained "most popular" by the rest of the students in the first hour of school. The other girl had purple hair that reached to about the middle of her back. To one came close to her since she seemed cold, but no one really cared that she seemed lonely, even if she was cute.
"Would you like to introduce yourself then, even if you came late?" the teacher asked, her tail shifted back and forth behind her. He nodded.
"Hello, my name is Aono Tsukune. I hope to have a nice time here so please don't bother me,"
His masculine voice rung throughout the room and through the ears of the girls in the room, including the ones that didn't speak, it sounded like the most beautiful thing they have ever heard, to all of the guys in the room it sounded like competition, even though they knew they couldn't compete, and even to the fat kid in the corner it sounded better then chocolate cake could ever taste like.
Tsukune headed over to his seat between the two girls that didn't speak in the back of the classroom and sat down. The rest of the class period went by smoothly, other then everyone turning around to get a good look at him, and the teacher repeating the two rules of the school over and over again. Just then Tsukune's throat felt dry, like having no water for three days and being placed in a dessert, but unlike that, he wasn't craving water; he wanted blood.
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