Full Sumary: When Irene found out her two friends were leaving her to go to Japan for a scholarship as Foreign Exchange Students, she was devastated. Not long after, however, she found out that she was being given one of the same kind for the most ridiculous of reasons. Unsure as to what the Chairman was thinking when he gave her that, or if he ever thought at all, she found herself being dragged along as the loyal friend she was. However, when she and Skylar get separated from Eliza due to her being a Night Class student, things start to get a bit hectic.

It gets even worse when they actually start interacting with the mysterious students, a simple mishap caused by a gust of wind knocking all the papers out of her hands. Accidents always happen, some good some bad, and as her friend constantly argues with the silver-haired prefect Irene is still trying to figure out if coming to Cross Academy was a mistake or not.

The trek to the Night Dorms was almost suffocating. Eliza hadn't been around her people in... forever, actually. Aside from those few in her family, she never really met another of her kind except for the rare American with Vampiric heritage that she'd pass in the street or in the mall. She'd been at Human schools for the entirety of her life, which was the whole reason she managed to meet Irene and Skylar in the first place. And now that she was being separated from them... she wasn't sure how she felt about it.

"It's just so amazing~!" The Chairman squealed, gushing about her friendship with the two Humans whom she had come here with. "To think we have a young vampire such as yourself friends with not only a Hunter, but a normal Human as well! This is the whole reason I had Cross Academy built, and to think that such a friendship was even possible in another country as well! When I talked to you on the phone and found out about it, I had to get all three of you here! It'll be a prime example to the young students of our Night Class to let them know that peace between our races is possible~! Everything we've been striving for-I just know you'll be able to help speed things along!"

"Y-Yes..." Eliza wasn't even sure how she felt about that; it would be great for Vampires, Hunters, and Humans to get along, but she had only started getting talking to the girls by coincidence. She had classes with Irene before, but she was always so quiet with her nose either stuck in a book or she was drawing away. It wasn't until the end of the year where they were sitting next to each other and actually spoke more than one sentence that they started talking. Skylar had been a transfer student from another school, being introduced to them during Band Class, and she had gotten bored at her lunch table and asked to sit with them as she recognized them from her section. There was a lot of awkwardness in the beginning, but she started participating in the conversations and Irene's ramblings of Undertale and once anime was mentioned, it became a done deal for them as people for becoming friends. It took a bit longer for Eliza, but she did start talking to Skylar as well.

Maybe it was strange she felt no bloodlust despite being surrounded by humans for so long, but she was under the belief it was because she was surrounded by humans for so long that she felt nothing. She also has never had human blood before, instead drinking from her vampiric parent like every other child vampire and using those blood tablets that had gone out onto the market a while back.

"I'd like to help," She answered honestly, more confident. It would be nice to have a world where no one was hating on each other; it was unrealistic-probably brought on from being next to the pacifistic Irene for so long-but it was a nice thought. "Though I'm not entirely sure how I'll be able to. Skylar and I are aware of each other's existence, but Irene..." The girl was a living target for danger, not to mention how she always gets so easily scared. If she found out about Eliza being a Vampire, she would... No. Would she be scared? That girl was as Hufflepuff as Hufflepuff can come. If anything, it would just be awkward between them.

"Yes, yes, I'm aware of that. It's just... for so long I've working towards this dream! And to think that it could be made possible... I'm just so excited. Oh! Look, we're here." The headmaster laughed, seeming carefree as ever. It made Eliza wonder why someone so goofy was working towards such a serious goal, but didn't think any less of him. She was friends with two of the most ridiculous people after all. Kaien said something in Japanese to the creepy hooded man, the gate guardian she supposed. He must be there to keep unwanted guests out. After a moment the hooded man nodded and they made their way towards the dorms.

A man was waiting for them inside. But not just any man.

Eliza felt the hairs on her arms bristle, goosebumps running along her skin in what felt almost akin to fear at the stranger in front of her. She had little experience with those of her own kind, but even she was knowledgeable enough to know just who this person was. Her senses told her right away, the smell giving away his rank.

A pureblood. The only kind of vampire with a Vampire-only bloodline, no Humans tainting their family line. This man was tall, perhaps six foot, with brown hair that appeared almost black, curly and draping down to the nape of his neck. Bangs fell into his garnet red eyes, framing his delicate but mature face.

He wore a uniform similar to those she saw earlier, the only difference being that the base was white and the stripes were black.

The man greeted Kaien, saying "Cross" and giving her enough hint to let her know that he was addressing him. Low and deep, his voice was smooth as butter and it scared her right down to her bone. This kind of person was in this Academy? The man turned his head and looked down at her, and Eliza hated how he made her feel so small and insignificant when they've never even met before. This must be the true power of the purebloods... She almost wished she had remained back in America.

He spoke then, speaking slowly and in slightly rough English. "You are... Riza, yes?" Unlike the Headmaster, he had a bit more trouble pronouncing the "L" in her name. The name Riza actually sounded a bit familiar, which she guessed was because it was the name of a character in one of the animes Irene watched. "Welcome to Cross Academy."

"Th-Thanks..." His smile was so fake. Eliza's stomach twisted sickly, and she tensed when she could feel the presence of other Vampires nearing the common room from which they were standing in. Her eyes raised up to look at the strangers residing on the staircase, some leaning over the balcony. They must have smelled her a mile away.

They were all incredibly beautiful, she noticed with a start. They were all probably a higher level than her-Level B, aristocrats. Eliza was a level C, a Vampire indeed, but with much more Human in her than others. She observed their forms briefly-two blondes, a ginger and a girl with bright orange hair, a pale brunette, and a boy with a messy mop of maroon hair who looked like he wanted to be anywhere but there. He was standing next to the orange-haired girl. Hidden in the corner was a girl with hair a silvery-blue.

She ripped her gaze away and looked back up at the Pureblood in front of her, questioning why she ever thought this was a good idea.

...

I rummaged through my suitcase, lazily plopping everything onto what I had claimed as my bed. It was farthest from the window and closest to the door. Skylar did the same, though had only gotten halfway through unpacking before she gave up and just collapsed on her bed. Jetlag. I was extremely tired as well, and I felt like I was going to pass out on the spot, but I was still a little paranoid and I knew that if I didn't get this done now I would take ages to finish it later.

After a little bit exploring I found that there were two boxes inside the dresser-inside them were packages, and inside those were two female uniforms. I showed them to Skylar, and we knew instantly whose was whose. She looked a bit ticked at the skirt, while I was just uncomfortable, and she mumbled something about how she was going to have to steal some poor guy's pants.

We talked a bit after that, and I got to work on reading up on the books that the Chairman said were in the dresser. I knew some bits already, like how to say "good morning" or "goodnight", and "good afternoon". "Jeez" and "Yes". "Shut up" and "Sit down". I also knew how to introduce myself, and some of the honorifics and their meanings, but I couldn't really do full sentences. I spent a good two hours reading that, before I finally decided to call it a night and pass out on the bed.

The next time I awoke Skylar had finished unpacking, officially claiming the closet as hers and saying I could keep the dresser. She popped into the shower, I read a bit more, and after another hour and a half there was a knock on the door with two of the Day Class students on the other side. They explained in perfect English that they were going to be our tutors, and that we were going to be starting the next day. Tutoring us was part of their grade, seeing how they were taking time out of their actual classes to help us, thanks to the chairman.

Four weeks. We had four weeks to learn how to speak and write Japanese.

Needless to say Skylar was doing well in both parts, being the genius she was, but I had trouble speaking it more than I did writing it. It was the same as it was in my Spanish class before-I could write it just fine, but I chickened out whenever it came to speaking it because I feared I would always say it wrong.

It was weird being reverted to such a quiet state, as I was always so loud and talkative in English.

Skylar did actually manage to steal pants from some poor innocent student, which I lectured her for, but she just laughed and asked if I wanted a pair too. I told her I did, but I wasn't going to steal them. The day eventually came where we had to go the classes, which meant wearing the uniform. I appreciated the button up shirt and the bow, and the blazer was quite cool. I just disliked the skirt. I put up with it though, pulling on a pair of brown leggings, and slipped on my sneakers.

"Where'd you get the fancy shoes?" I asked in confusion as we were getting ready, struggling a bit with my bow as she put her shoes on. Skylar blinked, dyed-purple bangs falling into her face as her dark eyes looked at me.

"Huh? Oh. I stole those too."

"Skylar~!" I whined, "You're not supposed to do that! That's so mean!"

"But it's fun! I asked first, so you can't yell at me. Besides, you love me anyway." She laughed at me. I made a face, before sarcastically saying,

"Sometimes I wonder."

"Hey!"

I laughed loudly, sounding a bit like a hyena as I did so with my "Hyah hyah hyah", before finishing tying my bow and straightening it.

We were just about to head out when there was a knock at the door. Skylar and I looked at each other, awkwardly pointing at one another and at the door as we tried to figure out who should go answer, before we decided she would as she was the better one at dealing with people. Greeting us was a petite girl, maybe only an inch or two shorter than me, with choppy brown hair and garnet eyes. She wore a weird cloth that was wrapped around her left arm, an insignia of a dark red rose drawn on it with kanji around it. "Disciplinary Committee" I think it said. I wasn't entirely sure, but seeing as it made sense I think I was right.

"G-Good morning!" She greeted nervously, hands laced in front of her as she gave a deep bow. "M-My name is Cross Yuuki; it's good to meet you! Welcome to Cross Academy. I'm here to lead you to your classes."

Yuuki... isn't she the Chairman's adoptive daughter? I remember him telling us about her. As she stood up again I took a good look at her, staring at her eyes for a while before deeming them friendly and sincere.

"O-Oh... Th-Thank you."

"We get a guide?" Skylar was the confident one with her language skills, while I stammered quietly and awkwardly. "Wait, what about breakfast?"

"Breakfast is at six o'clock. It's already nearly eight..." The girl looked genuinely apologetic. I was startled by how kind she seemed. "Um, lunch is in a few hours though, so you should be able to eat then!" She tried to cheer us up, not that it did much, and I already found myself dreading the time of when I was most likely going to be on the verge of throwing up and passing out in the middle of class from lack of sustenance. Wonderful.

Skylar appeared horrified at the prospect of not having breakfast, before I mumbled something in English about how we needed to hurry to class so we wouldn't be late. She just grumbled.

"Um... Upperclassman Rosemary, Upperclassman Tarrier, please follow me. I know you're both a grade above me, but... I thought I should be the first to welcome you. The Academy is really a wonderful place, I promise! You'll love it here."

So she says... It was nice to look at, sure, but it was huge and I doubted I'd be speaking much in their language anytime soon. I was amazed at how fluently Skylar was able to speak. I just nodded at Yuuki's words, not trusting myself to speak properly, and let Skylar do all the talking. We entered the classroom, but instead of just taking a random seat the teacher actually had us stand in front of the room and introduce ourselves.

Skylar's was simple. "My name is Rosemary Skylar; it's nice to meet you. I like food." Though I was hiding behind her, those in the higher seats could see me. I couldn't help but snort at the way she ended her sentence and I quickly clamped a hand over my mouth, embarrassed. Great first impression; the rude American. Unfortunately I was next and, stuttering out my introduction, I ended with a lame,

"I-I like art."

I stepped back quickly, reaching out and latching onto the sleeve of Skylar's uniform. I thought about Eliza, and wondered if she was doing alright by herself. I deflated, shoulders slumping, and held back a depressed sigh. I wondered if I'd get to see her anytime soon.

And, in awkward unison, Skylar and I gave our best bows and said, "Please take care of us."

I've never hated the world more in that moment until the teacher told us to just sit wherever-leaving us to try and find some empty seats. There were some in the very back, and I silently cursed the world for making that the only space. We were going to get called on so many times for sure.

...

"You came here from America?" The friendlier out of the blond males asked, excited. His green eyes were bright. Eliza had barely managed to escape her crazy roommate and get down to the common room, but in doing so she encountered one of the Aristocrat Vampires she saw when she first arrived. There was a boy curled up in his lap, well... not really boy per say, as the teen appeared just as old as she was if not a year younger. Messy maroon hair and a yellow longsleeve with a V-neck, the male slept silently away on the blond man's lap as he took a casual sip of tea.

Eliza's nose twitched, catching a whiff of the scent, and raised an eyebrow at him when she realized there was some kind of flowery-scented jam inside the cup. Placing his cup down on its little plate holder he gently rested his free hand on the sleeping male's back. He didn't stir.

"What's it like there? I've heard so many stories; I'd love to know what it's really like! Is it true that you went to Human schools? Oh, it must've been wonderful~! I would have loved to be in a school with Humans." The girl stiffened from her spot by the staircase, eyeing him nervously. The Chairman said this was a school made to help them live together, not for the Humans to be living cattle for the Night Class. This guy... he wasn't...?

She relaxed when she saw the sincere look in his eyes; Eliza could tell that he truly wanted to get along with Humans. "It's... good. I mean, it's the same as every other school. I had to get up early all the time, and I had to work in the sun a lot due to the job I had, but I had people I talked to. Friends. It was nice."

"And your friends..." He started curiously, looking up at her from his spot on the couch. "Were they Human?"

She nodded. "Yeah. Only one of them know I'm a Vampire though. The other is completely oblivious." The man's eyes looked like they were going to pop out of his skull, widening to the size of dinner plates.

"They knew and they accepted you?"

Eliza shrugged, but smiled. "Skylar did, yeah. I haven't told Irene though."

He blinked. "They're both girls?"

"Yup."

He looked down at the cup in his hold, turning it slightly and watching the reddish-brown liquid swish in the cup. The blond's expression was serious, borderlining solemn. It startled Eliza for a moment, so that by the time he was done speaking she wasn't sure how to respond. He said, "I'd like to have some Human friends. I'm probably the least Vampire "Vampire" here. I'd love to go outside and just bask in the warmth of the sun, and talk to them without fear of the secret being exposed. All of us are here at the request of the Dormhead, Kuran Kaname, a pureblood, but while that is so we all do enjoy being here. We wish for the Chairman's plan to succeed just as much as he does, but... it's difficult for some.

We have the tablets, but there are a few Vampires who have had the luxury of Human blood and therefore find it hard to take the tablets, resisting their natural instincts. You've probably heard of him, or maybe even met him already, but Aidou Hanabusa is one of those people. I wouldn't understand, as I've never had Human blood, but they say the blood tablets are disgusting. What do you think?"

Snapping herself out of her shock, she said, "I wouldn't know either." The man smiled at her answer, closing his eyes and taking another sip from his jam-infested tea. There was a groan, the redhead in his lap shifting a bit, before turning on his back and letting out a yawn-bearing his fangs to the world. The blond lifted his cup up so the redhead could move easier. He blinked, clearly not expecting him to wake from his slumber.

"Ah, Shiki. You're awake?"

"...You were talking loudly..." His voice was so soft that if it weren't for her enhanced hearing, Eliza wouldn't have heard him. "I'm hungry..."

"I've made some biscuits and put them on the table-"

Ignoring him, the redhead plucked the blond's hand off of the cup, leaving him to hold it with only one hand, and bit into his palm without hesitation.

"Shiki..." The blond let out a sigh. "I wasn't exactly planning on getting eaten today." He was calm, accepting of it, and didn't bother to push his... friend... away despite what sounded like a complaint. "I know you work during the day, but you really should find some time to get some proper sleep. An occasional nap isn't good for your health."

The man named Shiki just sat on the couch, shifting so he was sitting on one of his legs with the other dangling lazily off the couch, and continued to drink from him. The blond, whose name Eliza still didn't know, looked at her.

"Um, my apologies, but what is your name? I'm Ichijou Takuma; I don't believe we've properly met. This hungry child here is Shiki Senri; please forgive his manners." At those words Shiki paused, pulling his fangs out of Ichijou's hand and licking the excess blood off, not leaving even a single bit on his fingers, and dragged his tongue over the wound before it closed up due to Ichijo's fast healing.

Eyes dropped halfway closed, stone blue orbs greeted her apathetically with barely any hints of emotion on his face. He just reeked of laziness and fatigue. "Sorry..." He didn't sound very sorry, but Eliza felt it was the best she was going to get out of him.

"N-No, it's fine. I'm... I'm Ferret Eliza." She gave an small bow, "Please take care of me." Both of these men were Aristocrats-higher than her and deserving of respect. She may not have interacted much with other Vampires where she was from, but she was taught how to behave if she ever met one with such importance.

"Of course! It's so nice to meet you, Ferret-San."

"...Nice... to meet you..."

And with that said, Shiki just toppled onto his side and curled into a ball, covering his head with his arms as if to block out all noise. Eliza just raised an eyebrow at his actions, amused.