AN-So I decided to update for my fabulous reviewers. I need to go to bed, I have school tomorrow so I need to wake up at 6. But I decided to write this for you all. It took dad is yelling at me so I better get going. I am probably going to update every weekend.

Disclaimer-I do not own VK. I want to, but don't we all.

~_Kiss My Eyes and Lay Me to Sleep_~

He-mo-vore ------ (HEE-muh-vohr): a human who feeds exclusively on blood; not to be confused with the fictional vampire of popular legend.

Chapter Two

Lost Fairytale

So what does a girl do, when she embarrassed herself in front of every student in both Night and Day Class?

She laughs a wild manic laughter which had a seductive feel to it that left every student there captivated, while as her "Prince-sama" looked at her blankly, but she could see shock creeping up his features. "Ah ha ha…you al should have seen your faces, it was hilarious. Sorry a little tipsy from the wine last night," she explains in a fit of giggles as she smoothes her blue dress. She glances around, only to be greeted by a dead silence, and then grinned, "Well that shut you all up, amen to that. I am Amaya Suzuki, a new transfer student, who will be going back to her dorm room now." Yuuki looks at her worriedly, "Suzuki-san…" she trails off. "It is okay, Cross-san, I know the way back to the dorm. And you guys from Night Class quit standing still and get to class already. Au' revoir," Amaya smiles warmly, before slipping away.

Amaya strolled across the pathway, entering her Dorm, and sighed. She attracted too much attention today, with that mistake she made. And thanks to that, chances are people may find her to be a ditzy, foolish, easy girl. Great, her first day didn't even start officially till tomorrow, and yet she managed to screw up. Heavens know what will happen tomorrow. Grabbing a book from the bookshelf, she curled herself into a comfortable position and began to read.

"Suzuki-san?" She heard a voice through her room, and quickly opened it. "Cross-san what brings you to my humble abode?" Amaya smiled warmly, moving out of the way, letting her enter. "Umm…about today…" Yuuki trailed off, looking quite uncomfortable about the subject. "What about it? My little performance got you worried." Amaya guessed as she looked out the window, smiling. Yuuki only nodded, "Well…Don't worry about it. Me being the new girl, everyone will talk about it, but in this school, I am sure there are other things to talk about." Yuuki had a look of protest on her face, "But you don't understand those girls…are diehard fan girls. They all are very scary when they are jealous," she explained, pausing for a moment before continuing, "I know that you are new, but you should be careful, before an angry mob comes at you."

"You know Cross-san you are so…cute, when you are worried," Amaya turns around facing Yuuki and smiles at her warmly. "Don't worry about me, kay? I can take care of myself; I have been doing so for years. And besides the fan girls don't scare me. The fan boys do. And stop calling me Suzuki-san, I feel like an old woman. Call me Amaya." She reassured Yuuki, who was looking at her quite dazed. "I guess…I should go now, goodnight Amaya-san." Yuuki smiled. "Yuuki-san, one more thing."

"What?"

"Stick next to Kiryū-san, that way you'll be protected by the fan girls. If you want to do your Perfect duties well, you should take care of your own life, more than others. That way, you will be able to keep the fans in line, or at least hold them off long enough for the Night Class to get inside the school building." Yuuki looked startled, from this piece of advice, but nodded. "Yeah, I guess I should, shouldn't I?"

"Yes, you should," Amaya chirped, leaning against the wall, before bidding Yuuki, goodnight. She walked towards her dresser and fumbled around with her purse only to find about 20 missed calls and text messages, and when she checked her email, it was nearly doubled. I should have told them. She sighed, before calling the first one on her list, "Hello?" she questioned the person on the other end.

"Suzuki-san?" The voice hesitantly said, yet one could trace the excitement. "Yes, it is me," she snapped. "Hold on a minute, I'll get you on speaker."

Speaker? Just how many people are with him, worried?

As soon as that thought crossed her mind, she grew almost deaf, from the- "Suzuki-san I missed you! Where were you? Are you alright? Do you need us take you somewhere?"-Amaya lounged on her bed, and yawned, "Guys, I am fine. Now please shut up so I can explain."

"I moved."

A chorus of heartbroken wails, no's, and tortured screams, could be heard. "Why did you move, Suzuki-san? Why?" The feeling of defeat was too much to bear. It was just torture listening to them. And Yuuki thought she was kidding, about being scared of fan boys.

Oh, how I wish.

"My grandfather's will…" she began to explain slowly, the eerie silence on the other end, brought shivers to her spine, but she held on, and continued, "He wished for me to go to this school." She could her faint breathing as one of them asked, "What school, we'll follow you there." There were murmurs of agreement, but Amaya only shook her head. "Sorry no…It is too suspicious and beside, mine was a special case. I was bound to go if my grandfather was alive or dead, and they aren't accepting anymore students for now. I am one of the last ones."

"What school?"

"Cross Academy."

She heard a few defeated sighs and relaxed slightly, she didn't want anyone from her past here. It would bring suspicion, and that is the last thing she needed. Her lust for blood would lead her to her downfall here, she was sure of it. And those boys in this school weren't getting her lips on their necks. That is definitely not worth it.

"That is hours from here." One of them stated slightly. "I know," she said her voice an emotionless void. "What are you going to do now?" Another asked, causing her to tremble panicked. "I don't…know, but I will figure it out eventually, right?" She asked them with a weak smile. She heard comforting murmurs and sighed in content. "Thank you, for everything," She whispered, but before she hanged up, she heard the final question.

"Will we ever see each other again?"

"Maybe, I'll be back during the holidays…other than that I am not that sure." She hung up after saying that, she didn't want to continue, talking about this with them. She didn't like to see people upset, it bothered her, just like that pesky little fly that is over by the window. Only this one stung the heart. She yawned, and decided-she didn't care. She will work it out tomorrow, or she might as well pop a lid and suck it up. That was a bad choice of words, making her crave blood and when she didn't get her blood she didn't get her sleep.

Damn.

Amaya huffed, and with her stubborn attitude she closed all the lights leaving her in the dark, as she felt her way around for the bed. "Where is it? You think by now people would invent some sort of contacts that can help people see in the dark, as long as it was not glow in the dark contacts." She shudders in horror and revulsion-imagining glowing dull lime green eyes.

Oof- the sound of her crashing on the bed causes her to groan, rubbing her head, "I think I found it…" She settled into the bed and closed her eyes and waited and waited and waited. Sleep still would not come. Which came to her second conclusion, she needed to change her posture. But internally she knew it would not help, and desperately craved blood. She hummed softly to dramatic music and began to slowly doze off into oblivion.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

"Ugh…" Amaya sighed in defeat at the demon alarm clock she named Bob. A perfectly evil name for an evil alarm clock, she smacked Bob till the ringing stopped in her ears, before making her way to the bathroom. She showered, letting the warmth of the water sooth her, letting her relax before school, wrapped in a towel she looked at her wardrobe and picked her freshly ironed uniform. She tied her hair in a messy bun, before running out of the room.

"Yuuki-san!" she called as she ran towards her and another girl with short brunette hair. "Morning Amaya-san," Yuuki smiled at her, before motioning her to the girl next to her, "This is Wakaba Sayori, but she goes by Yori." Amaya smiled at the girl, "Nice to meet you Yori-san," she greeted the girl warmly. Yori smiled at murmured her own greetings. The three soon got into a conversation and made a trip to go to town in a week.

"Well…time for class, more like hell…" Amaya muttered darkly, glaring at the school. "It isn't that bad, Amaya-san. It is more likely to be better than ever, it is just as you said; people find a lot of things to talk about here." Yuuki tried to reassure her, with her own words, but failed. "I know…but still it would be nice if I could stay home. I guess I am just homesick, ya know? I lived there my whole life and I love it there. I can't really imagine life anywhere else; I bet the fact is finally sinking in." She forced a smile as Yuuki and Yori shot her smiles of sympathy. "Well, it is time for class; I guess we better get going, right?"

"Right!" Yuuki nodded and started to lead the way, into the buildings. Every where they went, there were stares and whispers all directing towards Amaya, causing her to growl in frustration, but she held her head high and continued to walk across the hall along with Yuuki and Yori. "Amaya-san?" Yuuki questioned her, curious for a moment. "Yes, Yuuki-san?" Amaya answered, beckoning her to continue. "I was wondering why you came. Chairman didn't explain to anyone. Just said you were a special case." Amaya laughed, "I am a special case, my grandfather enrolled me here for the rest of the year when he was alive. When he died, it was mandatory I stay at least one year, I can stay the rest of the years too, my grandfather paid in advance, but I can get the money back if I refuse. My parents died when I was young, so that is why I lived with Grandfather." She explained, before her eyes lit up, "Finally we reached the class. I was wondering how much longer."

"Anything else, you wanna ask me Yuuki-san? Yori-san?" Amaya questioned them, after she got settled in with the teacher, and she was now settled next to Yuuki who was next to Yori. I "I was wondering… about yesterday." Yori said after a moment, "You aren't scared?" Amaya shook her head, and smiled. "Nope, of course not, sure fan girls are scary, but it is pointless to be scared of them. They are jealous of something that they think might happen. Like me going on a date with the Night Class, or something as crazy as that." She chuckled. "I see…" Yori sighed understanding, before becoming silent as the teacher started speaking.

"We have a new student joining us, Amaya Suzuki." He said, as she stood up her head proud and defiant, challenging anyone to come up and defy her. "Hi…" she murmured bored, "I am Amaya Suzuki that is all that is there to it." She sat back down and leaned against her chair, waiting for the teacher to start.

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Five hours later and it was no surprise that Amaya was already bored, everyone was bored; if not bored, it is probably because they are gossiping about the new girl. All day long she had to ensure with eyes on her and really awkward guys asking her out, only to get their hopes crushed.

How wonderful.

Amaya growled in frustration as she glanced at her paper, math. She hates math, everything has an answer-an exact answer. She hates exact amounts of anything and beside she doesn't believe in an exact answer. One could say they love someone to death, and yet sacrifice their love, for their life.

See.

Pointless math.

She continued to glare at the paper intently, waiting for the clock to strike, so that she could leave. But that means three more hours. "Amaya-san?"

"What is it Yuuki-san?"

"You do know that Sensei is collecting these papers for a grade?"

"Well…crap."

"Yuuki-san, help me?"

"I sort of asked Yori to help me."

"Then let me copy you, please Yuuki" Unleash super puppy dog eyes of torment. Yuuki looked pained, and so did Amaya as they both copied of Yori and each other. Amaya sighed with relief as the bell rang and picked up her books and started walking with Yuuki and Yori to the exit. "Cross-san, Suzuki-san, please come here for a minute." As they both started walking, Yuuki called over her shoulder, "Zero cover for me." Zero just looked at her and nodded while glaring at her before stalking off.

"Now both of you had done horribly on your quiz and by horribly, I mean you two failed. So start working harder and Cross don't start talking about your Perfect duties. I will not understand why you and Kiryū are given this job. And you Suzuki, you were new so you are let off this time." He glared at the two of them, before walking away muttering something unintelligible.

The two girls walked toward the Night Dorm and Amaya hissed with annoyance, "Don't they ever shut up?" Yuuki shook her head sadly, "No…as long as there are Night Class students here…I don't think it will ever understand how you survive. I would have died the first day." Yuuki shook her head; looking at her with admiration, "No you would survive; yesterday you managed to get them silent and completely stunned."

"Thanks."

The faint screams told them they have reached their destination. "Good luck, Yuuki-san," Amaya called after Yuuki as she ran toward the gate. "Thanks!" Yuuki yelled as she fought back the girls, why Zero just stood there, with a deadly glaze in his eyes.

Amaya stood farther from the screaming girls this time, and much farther till all she could see were little doll sized people. "I will not screw up this time," she declared her eyes burning with passion. She felt her phone vibrate and answered it with an exasperated sigh. "What is it?" The voice on the other line answered softly, "Suzuki-san…"

"Yeah?"

"I was wondering…" he trailed off, causing her to groan internally. Why does every guy do that? The-I was wondering thing, always managed to piss her off. "Get on with it, I have things to do?" She snapped. "I am in town for the weekend, maybe I could be your donor this weekend."

"I don't know. I'll call you back later." She replied as she got up and started to walk off. "Wait! Amaya!" He panicked as she spoke. "Amaya?" she repeated her name with amusement in her voice. "Sorry…I just panicked okay?" He murmured shyly. "I can hear that," she stated dryly, "So what is it that you want to ask me?" His voice shook, "Just forget it okay? Bye Suzuki-san."

"Bye."

Amaya stretched as she wandered around, making her way through the maze of the forest searching for a way out. "Well…No one has ever thought of telling me that this forest doesn't have a map. Or even a wooden board of directions. To creaky wooden arrows pointing somewhere?" She grumbled out loud. She sank down to her knees and sighed. "I have been doing waaaaaaaay to much sighing these days. I blame this school." Upon looking at the view outside, her bad mood only seemed to increase. "The sun is setting. Now?" she asked incredulously.

"Blah, I don't care anymore. I'm camping tonight."

"Of course you are." Another voice said coming behind her. "Huh?" Amaya looked around confused until her eyes rested on a certain student, her eyes began to light up and her mouth curved into a smile.

"Oh! Prince-sama, a pleasure to meet you again, can you save a certain damsel in distress?"

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