Wow. I can't believe I disappeared for two years. This feels pretty nostalgic. But I finally pulled through-ish. I'm already working on the third chapter and have an idea in mind for the fourth. As for this Vampire Knight fanfiction, I do not plan to keep this story longer than ten chapters and it's not going to be following the storyline. In fact, I loved the characters for Vampire Knight (besides Yuuki) but disliked the plot in general. My main focus is to keep this story humorous. And for readers that are loyal to my Nothing Different fanfic that I started four years ago, you can count on me to finish it. I PROMISE THE FANFICTION WILL BE FINISHED BEFORE THE END OF 2016.
Warning: My writing may be a bit rusty because it's been a while since I have tapped into my creative writing skills. The only writing I do in college consists of formal and argumentative essays.
Disclaimer: Vampire Knight belongs to Hino Matsuri.
Chapter Two
"This isn't acceptable."
Haru's eyes twitched frequently at the inconsistent shrieking banshees behind the hostile prefect. If possible, the androgynous girl was filled with animosity and directed it at the nauseating group of animals through a dark aura that radiated thoughts of maiming each and every one of them to their death. Nails were digging in through the skin of her calloused palms, and she twisted around to glare at the girl who dared to step foot across the border she set up. It was bad enough to get the wenches in her section under control. Just watching Yuuki struggle gave Haru a minor headache. More importantly,
Where the fuck was Zero?
"I'll kill them. I'll kill them all." Haru's voice seethed with a vicious hatred and the next girl who was about to step foot over the boundary momentarily stopped at the indistinguishable statement of indignation and retracted her movements. There would be no bloodshed today.
In the span of three days, Haru immediately set up a reputation of being a sadistic, antagonistic, impassible, barbarous, and inhumane prefect—which she gladly allowed to spread all over the academy like a wildfire. A sadistic smile tugged at the corner of her lips when the doors opened and the girls in Yuuki's section filed a pathway. Haru's section, meanwhile, had to enjoy watching the prefects from a distance. It was a satisfying punishment delivered to the cretins. While she may have empathized with the student for desiring the alluring vampires, she was still a prefect fully willing to follow the criteria of being one.
"Good morning ladies~! I could hear you from the other side! You're looking cute as usual!" Hanabusa Aidou, Haru rolled her eyes and scoffed in dismay, greeted the girls teasingly. The blonde vampire had developed an extreme dislike to her after the Kaname incident. When she really thought about it, the entire Night Class did. "Bang!"
Haru stared blankly at the hand formed into an imaginary gun directed at her face, promptly ignoring the abomination dubbed as fan girls collapsing with a sigh that sounded oddly akin to an orgasm.
"Yashimoto Haru!" Aidou exclaimed. There was a nonchalant smile on his face, but his hardened icy blue eyes told a different story.
"Aidou-senpai." She greeted emotionlessly with a deadpanned expression, and swiftly turned her back on the noble vampire. "Looking quite ugly as usual, senpai. Have you considered getting plastic surgery?"
Aidou glowered at Haru. His voice came out as a hushed whisper, "You vampire hunters are importunate and lack manners." The Night class briefly directed their attention to them at the mention of vampire hunters, alarmed. Haru blinked when she found Aidou lowering his face near hers, glaring angrily into her eyes.
"Senpai, get out of my face or I'll kick you in the balls."
"What is this, an imbecile attacking his kind in the private area? You clearly have no shame." Aidou mocked her with scorn.
"Clearly." Haru emphasized. "However, we're not the same kind of species or gender. I figured you would be bright enough to understand that after our unfortunate introduction." She raised her hand up and then flicked Aidou between the eyes. "Now move it. I have someone I need to torture to death and you're in the way, you flamboyant faggot."
"Why you—" Haru pushed him aside and stalked over to the silver haired prefect, still radiating an aura that cried out for blood; evidently there was a possibility of said blood being spilled. The girl instantly tugged the dark blazer off her waist and tackled Zero, attempting to strangle him with the jacket.
"Oi! Get off of me Yashimoto!"
"HARU-CHAN!" Yuuki could only stand by and watch with a palm being dragged down her face once more. This often happened when Zero and Haru were together.
"You're late. You intolerable bastard you are always late." Zero hastily dodged the attacks with precision, sighing exasperatedly. Really. They had been over this before and Haru should be accustomed to his behavior by now.
"Would you just put the jacket away? I bet you didn't even wash it," Zero snapped. He grabbed the blazer hurled at his face and frowned. Casually, he tossed it on her head. Grumbling underneath her breath, she yanked the blazer off and tied it around her waist. Then Haru punched Zero in the rib. "You're going to send me to the hospital if you keep doing that."
"The image of you being in the hospital bed would be appeasing. It's not like you ever do your job anyways. Your presence wouldn't be missed." Her lips curved into a smile after being calmed. Taking her anger out on the prefect made her feel superior.
"Cry baby."
The smile disappeared.
"I AM NOT."
Aidou observed the bickering pair of prefects from a distance and noted to himself that while Haru came off as a person unable to develop any human emotions or affections due to her vacant expressions or terse replies, which was simply not the case, she was more open about her opinions with Zero around. More or less because Haru was still attempting to kill Zero every day and all they did was bickered like squabbling children. Or maybe she was just, in vulgar terms, a moody bitch.
Yashimoto Haru was like an antagonistic beast that was hell bent on harassing the enemy.
"Aidou, let's go."
"Hah?" Crystal blue eyes were met with the cold gaze of the pureblood and he colored from embarrassment. "Y-Yes, Kaname-sama." The noble vampire didn't miss the glance Kaname shot at Haru and Zero before they headed off to class.
"Kiryuu, I really hate you."
"In that case, if you hated me, you wouldn't be latching onto me right now." Zero pointed out her illogical statement as the girl jumped on his back and wrapped her arms around his neck and legs around his waist. Yuuki could only shake her head and leave them to their conversations—making her way to the Chairman's office. Zero slowly followed albeit slowly. He didn't brush the younger girl off his back.
"I'm tired."
There was a grimace. "You're always tired Yashimoto."
"Yes, but this time I'm exceptionally tired. I stayed up yesterday night trying to finish my essay on theories of evolution, solve algorithms, and translate English. Trying to keep up with academics and being a stupid prefect is tiring." Haru's cheek pressed against Zero's back and she closed her eyes, stifling a yawn. "Kiryuu, thanks for being angry all the time. You retain heat pretty well."
A snort escaped from Zero and he adjusted Haru's slender legs, locking his arms underneath them. "Is this your way of telling me I'm warm?"
"Indubitably."
"If you sweat on me, I'm going to drop you."
A shiver ran down Zero's back when Haru leaned forwards and brushed her lips against his ear, whispering in her aggravating monotone voice,
"Oops."
Haru propped her elbow on the desk, pressing her cheek into the palm, and gazed down at the rows of students, particularly looking at Zero and Yuuki. It was strange how they always seemed to be asleep in class. And while exhaustion was poking into her repeatedly begging for sleep also, she was not going to give in till second period. School, albeit it was the bane of her existence sometimes, was on the list of a few things she could beat Zero in. While she may be a huge procrastinator, academics were a strong point in her daily life and came easily to her, especially when it pertained to science and mathematics. However, English and history caused her to drift off into sleep.
"Cross?"
Snore.
"CROSS!"
The pencil in Haru's hand snapped in half when Yuuki stood up and exclaimed happily, still half asleep, "I'll eat it!"
The class burst in a raucous laughter.
"Ne Haru-san. You're always finished with the math problems before anyone else, is it possible that you can help me?"
Light jaded green eyes shifted over to the right side of her seat and were taken aback by an incredibly handsome boy staring at her intently. He had aristocratic features that reminded her of vampires with his tall nose bridge, dark black tuft of hair, and slanted grey eyes accompanied by the pale skin.
"Can I just let you copy my work?" Haru offered. She stared at him with morbid fascination when he shrugged nonchalantly and scooted closer to her.
"That would work. I was kind of hoping I could copy anyways. But I don't know if I'll be able to understand that chicken scratch you call writing. No guys have nice handwritings."
She grinned slightly and pushed her math work to him. This guy, the person who just happened to be her seatmate, was easygoing and likeable. He was tolerable compared to the annoying girls who spent most of their time obsessing over handsome men.
"As if. This chicken scratch doesn't exist when it comes to me."
The male picked up her notebook and scanned the numbers and solved algorithms and smirked. "Yeah. You're right, maybe it's because you're not a guy. You're a girl."
Her interest in him piqued. "Oh? What makes you think that?"
"No guys have nice handwriting."
"Well maybe I do." Haru said, trying to play it off coolly. She honestly didn't care if anyone discovered the so-called boy was in all actuality a female, but this classmate was interesting. Haru found herself drawn to him, merely seeking companionship.
"Maybe it's because you're not a girl."
"Prove it."
The stranger's grey eyes were starting to glint mischievously and he scribbled something down on her paper.
The next few words Haru read caused her eyes to widen a fraction.
Yashimoto Haru: Vampire Hunter Rank #2 Class of 2xx6
"You were in the training academy," she murmured. It would explain why he knew such relevant information about her. "What class?"
The aristocratic looking teenager had chuckled lowly, amusement evident in his laughter, and he began copying down her math answers and talked. "I was in your class, Haru-san."
Her eyebrows were knitting together in confusion. "I don't remember you."
"Yamamoto Daisuke. I sat right next to you in the training academy because we were in alphabetical order. Ironic that we would still be in the same class at this prestigious school."
Haru's expression didn't change. "Sorry, I still don't remember you."
Daisuke patted her shoulders. "It's okay. I don't blame you. You zoned out in the academy a lot since you were constantly focused on trying to kill Kiryuu-san. That or you two were trying to get into each other's pants by covering it up with arguing."
"Ew. Stop it. No one is getting into anyone's pants," Haru replied, offended by his statement. She glanced at the clock. Only fifteen more minutes left before first hour ended. Then she could sleep. "Yamamoto, what's your ranking?"
"I was in ninth place."
"Hah. Loser."
"Says the one who ranked below Kiryuu-san." Haru instantly punched Daisuke in the ribs. "Hey, don't treat me like Kiryuu-san. I'm helluva lot nicer than him, and I'm not even trying to bed you."
"Sorry." She wasn't. "Did everyone at the academy think we had a thing going on?"
"Didn't you guys?"
"No."
Daisuke merely shrugged. "Could have fooled us."
Haru arched a delicate eyebrow before she crossed her arms over her chest. "So what's your reason for being at this academy? Shouldn't you be out there hunting vampires right now? After all, that was the purpose of studying to become a vampire hunter."
"My parents decided that the world had become too dangerous from the vampires, despite putting me through that academy, and came to a conclusion that placing me in this academy is their safest bet at keeping me away from harm," he sneered. Daisuke didn't lift up his eyes to glance at the indifferent expression on Haru's face. He merely continued to copy her math work before adding in a hushed whisper, "If you ask me, I think the headmaster is full of crap. Vampires and humans can never coexist peacefully. Why else would he separate us into different classes and not notify the day classes that the night class were vampires?"
"The headmaster is a fool. I was only sent here to help the prefects with their duties since they were deemed incompetent by the Vampire Hunter Council. I could understand because of the lack of staff since it's two people versus an entire group of vampires, but one is a fully qualified top of the rank vampire hunter in our class," Haru grunted in displeasure. She was very upset by the news of being stuck at Cross Academy when she could have been taking missions. Releasing an exasperated sigh, she slowly began to relax her form and allowed her eyes to travel to a sleeping silver-haired prefect. "The only thing I can't complain about is the fact that I'm allowed to rest more in this academy instead of constantly being on guard."
Daisuke saw the way Haru's empty expression soften when he noticed where her gaze was aimed at. He rolled his eyes and snickered. Nothing's going on my ass, he thought to himself. He passed Haru her math sheet back. "Thanks."
"No problem."
Silence had passed between them as they listened to the teacher droning on about the importance of the use of statistics in daily life situations. Finally, Haru curiously asked Daisuke, "If you're a vampire hunter and you know of Kiryuu's situation, why have you not approached him?"
Daisuke grunted. "That dude is an asshole. You think I really want to talk to him just because we know of each other's secret identity?"
"Touché." Haru's face blanched when she watched the math teacher walk out the classroom. "Crap. Our history professor is coming in."
"Ah, that's one of my best subjects."
They slowly met each other's glances before an identical smirk appeared.
"Haru-chan, you've been doing extremely well with all of your classes lately," Yuuki commented during the prefect's daily lunch ritual. She saw the expressionless girl crumpling up her graded papers marked with high scores. Curiously, Yuuki asked, "Have you been studying more?"
Zero snorted in disbelief. "That brainless twat doesn't have enough motivation to study more than the minimum."
Haru narrowed her eyes into slits at Zero before she brushed it off, deciding that he did have a good point. Even if his insults were unnecessary. "Unfortunately, I agree with that walking trashcan over there. I would never waste my time by studying more than I necessarily have to, " Haru snorted, waving her hand casually. She refused to spend her time learning more about the Edo era or trying to understand the English language. There would be no benefits from learning either since she was only going to spend her life hunting vampires down once she finished working at Cross Academy. "Let's just say…I found a friend that's willing to assist me with my atrocious subjects in exchange for my service."
"Hah?"
Zero yawned and then opened his bento box before picking at it with his chopsticks. A simple fried fish and eggs with white rice was the meal for toady. Zero smacked Haru's hand when she inched closer to his fish. He then replied to Yuuki's voice of confusion, "What she's trying to say is that she found a buddy that's willing to help her cheat as long as she helps him too."
"I concur with his statement." Haru chewed her sandwich slowly before slurping up her orange juice box.
Yuuki gasped, appalled by this newfound knowledge. "Haru-chan, that's cheating! It's academic dishonesty!"
"And?"
"I-It's wrong!" Yuuki retorted, narrowing her eyes. Despite the fact that she was failing half of her classes and knew cheating would help bump up her grades by an enormous percentage, she didn't believe it was right. She truly believed in honoring the code and being a stickler for rules. "I should go report this to the teacher!"
"You can report to the teacher if you want Yuuki-san, but I still don't see what the problem is." Haru's expression was still void of any emotion, but there was now a twinkle of amusement in her eyes. She was practically challenging the girl to tell the professor about her dishonest methods.
"B-But….Zero, back me up on this!"
Zero merely rolled his eyes and exhaled in frustration at being caught between the two. However, "I have to agree with that pitiful vampire hunter over there." Haru pounded him in the shoulder with her fist. "In the end, when we all leave from this academy, most of our knowledge will not be of use. Us vampire hunters don't intend to pursue a higher education. We will either be fighting those parasites or dead in a couple of years."
A deep frown marred Yuuki's face at Zero's point of view.
Haru's eyes flitted back and forth between the two tense prefects before she stood up to throw her empty wrapper out. She decided to change the conversation before Yuuki started to break out into her speech of justice, "You know, one of our classmates from the vampire academy is here. He's kind of cute."
Zero made direct eye contact with the androgynous looking girl before glaring at her. "Don't talk to that guy."
Haru rolled her eyes and gestured for him to continue, "Why? I don't see what the issue is. He's quite nice."
"He's a stuck up prick."
"Funny. I remember him telling me that you're an asshole holding too much fecal matter up your butt." Haru smiled when the ends of Zero's lips twitched downwards into a grimace. "Something must have happened since you guys really hate each other's guts. Did he steal your first love?"
"Shut up, crybaby."
"I am not a crybaby!" Haru scowled. Then added, "Anymore."
Yuuki giggled when Haru began to poke the side of Zero's forehead with her fingers repeatedly. Despite being slightly annoyed at the two always bickering in the beginning when Haru first came to the academy, it had become a part of their daily routine. After a while, Yuuki had begun to catch on to their relationship and discovered something very interesting.
Haru, although she made it her goal to constantly verbally and physically attack Zero, had a crush on him.
Even if Haru herself didn't know it, Yuuki would catch the girl gazing at the silver-haired prefect multiple times. There would always be an expression of longing on her face when Zero wasn't looking. While Yuuki wasn't intelligent academically, she made it up in different areas. Yuuki then smiled when she inquired, "Zero, why do you keep calling Haru-chan a crybaby?"
Zero had the gall to smirk when he loudly answered with a cocky tone in his voice, "Yashimoto used to cry all the time because she was afraid of vampires."
"I did not cry all the time!" Yashimoto defended, her cheeks reddening slightly in embarrassment. She then glowered at him when he continued,
"Don't even deny it. You used to cling to my arm all the time before your parents came to separate you. She didn't stop crying until we were finally enrolled into the vampire hunter academy."
"Ohhh? Really! That's so cute!" Yuuki laughed, bringing a hand up to her mouth. "I didn't think Haru-chan was so emotional back then. After all, you're….well now you're…err…"
"An emotionless and ugly beast," Zero finished snidely.
Haru's eyes twitched before she slowly started to untie her blazer from her waist. There was a dangerous glint in her eyes before she pounced on Zero and attempted to strangle him with the offending clothing article. "I'll kill you Kiryuu! You barbaric bastard!"
Yuuki had a soft smile on her face as she watched the two prefects tumbling around the ground with care.
As sickeningly as it was, it wouldn't be a normal day if Haru wasn't trying to kill Zero.
"Oi, put some clothes on you ugly nudist." Zero turned away immediately when Haru exited the bathroom with a towel wrapped around her body. The first couple of times it happened, he had gotten embarrassed to the point of walking out the room and camping in the hallway until he had grown fed up with sleeping the cold floor. It was his room. Girly presence be damned.
Haru had chosen to promptly ignore his statement before she finally reached for some clothes and returned to the bathroom to change. Her answer when she returned was, "I didn't do this for you. I did this because I wanted to understand what true suffering means."
Zero's eyebrows knitted together at her strange declaration. "And what is true suffering?"
"Sleeping in the heat with your clothes on." Haru proceeded to dry her hair with the towel before setting the damp cloth on the hanging rack. "By the way, do you know when Chairman is going to give me a new roommate? We shouldn't be sharing rooms since we're not of the same gender. Plus I'm tired of having to deal with your disgusting company."
"Hell if I know. I doubt he believes Yuuki either about you being a girl when you don't even bother to support her statements. It doesn't help that you don't try to act like a girl either, you stupid tomboy," Zero jeered.
Her only reaction was to pull her seat out and set her math textbook on the desk. "You know Kiryuu, this "act like girl" thing is quite bullshit when you think about it. Sexes should be viewed as equal. Just because I am of the opposite gender doesn't mean I have to fill the stereotype of being hopelessly weak and dress in skimpy clothing to attract the opposite sex. While most stereotypes have some truth to it, not all of it are meant to be taken seriously." For a second, Zero was almost impressed by her knowledge and views of sexism. Then she ruined it when she ended her moment of clarity with, "Women are stupid."
"You're a moron with a pea-sized brain, Yashimoto," Zero huffed indignantly. She flipped him off with her middle finger before plugging in her headphones and began solving math homework, occasionally pulling out her phone to take pictures of it. She's probably sending her homework to that prick, Zero thought in displeasure. As Haru's attention was focused on homework, Zero's eyes secretly lingered over to her hair. Haru's natural hair, when it wasn't it styled in her tribal wrap, was wavy crimson that flowed to middle of her back. He couldn't understand why she continued to keep up an appearance of having a short hairstyle. If she kept her hair naturally without it, no one would confuse her for being a boy. Another reason that he would never dare to admit out loud was that she looked…He almost gagged when the word cute came to mind.
"Where are you going?"
Zero's didn't look in the girl's direction and shortly mumbled, "A walk."
Kiryuu Zero's goal was to purify his mind for ever linking the words Haru and cute together.
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