Chapter 1
The Beginning
Another night, the same group of screaming girls. Thought Aidou as he watched the gates to the Night Dorm open.
The Day Class girls surged forward, although he noticed it was only on Yuuki's side. The girls on Zero's side stayed in a nice orderly line. Aidou snickered. They were to petrified of what Zero would do if they got in front of him.
"Idol! I mean Aidou!" screamed a girl.
"Pow! Pow!" Aidou pointed his index finger at the girl and made a shooting motion.
She swooned. That was when he noticed the only girl in the area, besides Yuuki, who wasn't totally freaking out. At least, he thought it was a girl. The person was leaned up against a tree and wearing the Day Class guy's uniform. The person unhitched themselves from the tree, turned, and walked away.
Yup… It was definitely a girl, there was no mistaking that. Thought Aidou. Yuuki, and a few teachers, were really going to let that girl have it when the saw what she was wearing. Someone grabbed the collar of his jacket behind his neck.
"Come on idiot!" Said Ruka, "You're getting left behind."
She then proceeded to drag him bodily to the lecture hall.
Hands in her pockets, a girl walked backed to her dorm alone. She had just transferred into Cross Academy this afternoon and the Chairman had already given her a tour earlier. Since she had arrived late and everyone was already paired up she was lucky enough to get her own room. When she was unpacking a couple of girls raced past her room complaining that if they didn't hurry they were going to miss seeing the Night Class. She thought it sounded like a big deal so she followed the girls and managed to steal a guy's uniform on the way there. She hated skirts. It was so hard to do anything athletic in them.
The Night Class had ended up being just another group of kids that looked around the normal high school age. She didn't really get what was so special about them. Though she had to admit they were pretty hot.
She had tried to stay out of sight and left when one of the Night Class stared in her direction for too long. It was a blond boy who had playfully shot at a girl with his index finger when she called his name. The way the girl reacted was disgusting. She swooned right in front of the entire female student body. It didn't really matter, everyone else was doing the same thing.
She opened the door to her room and flopped down on the bed amid the half unpacked boxes and curled up under the covers. She feel asleep wondering if her wearing the boy's uniform would be a problem.
