Yay Chapter 2 is up! And my computer is making my blood pressure sky rocket lol. So..im sorry for leaving out important details in ch. 1 such as, oh idk, Kyra's age and time of year, and whatnot. I'm trying to do better :) Thank you sasame103, missanimestranger, and pureprincess for the kind reviews!

Finally the tone marking the end of my last class sounded, which was a Godsend because half of the students were asleep on their desks. The day had actually gone pretty well, despite the events of my first class. I made a few more friends at break and lunch with Yori's help, and to my surprise, not one of them seemed to think I was stuck up or strange in any way, or if they did, they sure were good at hiding it. In fact, they were practically begging me to help them with their homework in biology and chemistry; of course, I was practically begging them to help me in history and geometry, which I guess showed them I wasn't some sort of freakish genius after all. It felt amazing to be surrounded by these happy faces and something as simple as being invited over to the lunch table did wonders for my achy heart. We even had a date set to go play tennis together. I finally felt like a seventeen year old girl again, at least for now. Only one thing seemed out of place during the day, Zero never showed up again, but after asking Yori, I learned that it wasn't an uncommon occurrence. Still, how can he just skip almost an entire day of school?

I was just finishing packing up when I realized that almost all of the girls were squealing and yelling a lot more than usual. I stood up, my pack slinging over my shoulder, to see a mass of girls pushing and shoving to get the door.

"I have to be first to see my Wild!" one blond was yelling as she was dragging another brunette back by the strap of her backpack.

"No, Idol loves me!" the brunette retaliated as she shoved the blond back into the mass.

"Me!"

"No me!"

"My Takuma is waiting for me!"

"Shiki darling wait for me!"

I stared in confusion at the chaos before me. I didn't dare get in the way of the pack of crazy girls, so I just stood and waited for the squealing mob to shove each other out of the door. Yori was nowhere in sight.

"What the heck is going on," I muttered to myself as I followed the mob at a distance, curious as to what was about to receive it. Soon I found myself in the back of the crowd of screaming girls at a large gate with massive wooden doors; there was even a moon on the top of the marble. I was still baffled at this scene and trying to figure out everything when I heard Yori yelling,

"Get back please! Hey you can't cross that line! Hey, no shoving!"

She sounded strained, so I shoved my way through the chaotic crowd, getting stepped on, shoved, and cussed out along the way. I finally broke out of the black swarm in the front to find Yori hopelessly trying to force a trio of girls back into line.

"Hey, why don't you try to pretend you actually have some sense," I growled at them as I stepped in to help Yori, who greatly welcomed my help with a tired smile.

"You're just trying to make your move on my Idol!" the pigtail girl screams.

"I have no idea what you are talking about, and I can assure you I'm not making any moves on anyone," I grunted as I forced her back into the crowd just as Yori finished forcing the other two back. All three scowled at us, but quickly turned back to yelling and squealing with the rest of the mob.

"Oh my gosh, thank you so much," Yori panted as she straightened her ribbon, which was violently attacked in the process of controlling wild girls.

"No problem," I panted as well, rubbing my bruised knee. "Just, what the heck is going on?" I asked watching the mob grow louder as the doors began to creak.

"You're about to find out," she sighed exhausted.

I watched as the massive wooden doors slowly opened and the crowd grew insane. And then…I saw them. They were all in white uniforms. Beautiful. Perfect. Too perfect.

"Hello my adoring fans!" a blond one beamed as he waved to the sea of screaming girls.

"Wild, over here!" one called.

"No, over here!"

"Shiki!"

The screaming continued, and went to new heights as the blond began pointing his finger as if it was a gun and started "shooting" the crazy fan girls.

"Bang, bang, bang!" he cheerily called with a huge grin.

These people. They…they can't be human.

The stream of white uniforms continued, until the final two were making their way the couple made their way out, even the sea of fan girls quieted down. They were the most beautiful of all of the white uniformed students. The young man had dark brown, wispy hair that reached his shoulders; the girl had a slightly lighter shade of brown hair that reached her back. Porcelain skin. Graceful bodies. Piercing eyes. Both were the embodiment of perfection. The crowd was silenced by their commanding presence.

They are…

My hands began to tremble as the familiar cold sweat returned. My breath started coming out in short little puffs, each one more strangled.

The smell of iron filled my nose, almost gagging me it was so strong. I was hiding behind the door frame, too afraid to look at where the scent was coming from.

"What have we done to you?" I heard my mother plea desperately. "We haven't done anything to cause you harm!" she cried.

Hearing my mother's desperate voice, I forced myself to poke my head around the protective wall. I had to slap my hand over my mouth to keep from screaming. My father's body lay motionless in a pool of blood, my mother crouched over him, like a frightened yet relentless animal. She saw me before the beautiful blood stained killer did.

"Find Millie Kyra!" she screamed. "Find her and run!"

I tore myself away from the wall just as I caught a glimpse of the blood red eyes turning toward me. I ran through our massive house as fast as my legs could carry me. I tore through every single room, every closet, and every possible space. Up the stairs, down the stairs, up the stairs again. My eyes and lungs burned. My mind was strangled.

"Millie!" I screamed, my voice cracking in terror. "Millie!" I searched everywhere, but I couldn't find her. I couldn't find Millie.

"Vampires," I whispered in shock.

Yori snapped her head toward me, pressing her finger to her lips to silence me. I stared in oblivion as a rosy blond girl vampire bowed to the couple and said, "Good morning Lord Kaname, Lady Yuki."

Pureblood vampires.

The couple continued forward, waving and smiling at the beaming crowd. The girl, Yuki, seemed to stop and stare up toward the sky for a moment, but then returned her gaze to her partner and proceeded down the walk way smiling. Slowly, I turned my dazed head in the direction she was looking, and found the silver haired boy hidden in a tree. I couldn't see him clearly, but I could swear I saw a look of pain, anger, sadness, or betrayal on his face, but I didn't know which one, if not all of them. But before I could look any longer he had leaped from his perch and was stalking off to who knows where. I wanted to follow him, for some unknown reason, but before I could take a step Yori had me by the arm and was dragging me behind a large oak tree.

"How do you know?" she asked with a look of shock on her face.

"Why are they here?" I stammered. "Here, with innocent humans? Humans who can't defend themselves." I asked

"How do you know?" she asked again, softly but sternly.

"I…my…my parents were ex vampire hunters. They…they uh, do you know about blood tablets?" I asked

"Uh, yeah," she answered a little surprised at my random question.

"Well uh, my parents created those. The elite vampires only promoted them. They were doctors and scientists who specialized in Vampirism underground, but they were also world famous doctors for human diseases as well." I said with a bit of sadness at remembering my parents.

"Oh, wow," she said, trying to take it in.

"Yeah," I said solemnly.

"Well then, maybe you can help me around here," she said as her beaming grin returned to her face.

"Yeah, sure, no problem," I grinned back.

"Well, we can talk more later, but I got a message from Chairman at lunch saying he wants you to have dinner with him," she said grabbing my arm playfully. "And it's almost time too, don't want you to be late," she giggled.

"Oh, thanks Yori," I chirped as we sprinted back down to the sun dorms.

I haven't been this happy in a long time I thought to myself as we neared the gothic, ivy covered buildings.

I was standing in front of Yori's full length mirror in our room, trying to decide if I liked the dress I had chosen to wear to dinner. I wasn't a very fancy person, but I figured it would be nice to look my best for Chairman after not seeing him for so long and after all he has done for me. I had chosen a powder blue strapless dress with a short sleeved white cotton sweater with some simple white sandals. My outfit made me feel and look light and carefree, so I decided to stick with it. I brushed out my rich brown hair and let it fall down over my shoulders. I finished with a light coat of makeup and a squirt of perfume. I took a long look at myself, staring myself in the eyes, seeing a little of my German blood in myself. After just one day here, I looked better. I was a bit too thin, from not eating at home very much, but I could see my old self starting to peek out from her hiding place inside. I flashed myself one final smile and headed toward the Chairman's quarters.

After only one knock on his door, Chairman Cross had flung it open and had me in his arms.

"My you look nice Kyra. So, did you have a good first day?" he asked grinning as he let me go and we were walking to the dining room.

"It was great!" I beamed, deciding to omit the first period incident. "Your school is really amazing and…" I stopped, because seated in one of the table chairs was the silver haired boy, his head coolly resting in one of his hands. Soon, however, he whipped his face toward me, stared for a moment, and then gave Chairman a "what the heck is she doing here?" kind of look.

Seeing our tense silence, Chairman smiled and patted me on the back saying, "So, I guess you have met Zero already".

"Umm…yeah," I stammered, once again turning red because as far I knew, Zero could still be mad at me from earlier.

"Oh good," Chairman smiled. "Zero, this is a close family friend of mine," he said holding my shoulders. I tried to crack a grin, but my embarrassment made it difficult. "And Kyra, Zero is my adopted son."

I turned and looked at chairman puzzled. "I didn't know you adopted any children," I quietly said.

Chairman flashed a quick smile and then looked surprised. "Oh my goodness," he blurted out. "I forgot about the bread, hopefully I didn't burn it," he called as he sprinted out of the room. I felt awkward standing there alone with Zero. He wasn't looking at me anymore, but I could feel the air between us radiating cold. Well, I guess I can try apologizing to him, anything to break this icy silence…

I slowly walked over to the table and sat down in the chair across from him. Of course he didn't stir one bit, just kept staring off to the side. I sighed and quietly said, "Hey, I…I um…wanted to apologize for earlier". This caused him to shift his eyes over to me. "I…I didn't mean to offend you or anything," I finished with my eyes directed at the floor. Zero continued to stare at me, and then I heard him sigh deeply. I prepared myself for an onslaught, but I heard instead a quiet,

"Don't worry about it". I looked up again at the boy in front of me to see him running his fingers, almost nervously, through his hair. "I was um…having a bad day," he said between pauses.

I gave the boy a warm smile. "Hey, it's cool," I grinned. "I know how it goes. I just didn't want to have you mad at me on the first day. That would be a new record for me to make people mad," I joked while pushing my hair behind my ear.

"Yeah," he smirked. "I guess that would make you seem like a pretty awful person," he slyly said cracking a small grin.

Seeing that smile made my heart start to race and I prayed I wasn't blushing, which I knew was futile. I could feel my face burning red, but I couldn't look away from the smiling Zero in front of me.

Why do I feel so warm when I see his smile?

"You know you turn red a lot during the day," he smirked as I deepened to a new shade of crimson.

"Yeah, I'm not a good liar or a good secret keeper," I laughed.

"No I bet you're not," Zero sighed as he stretched back in his chair. Just then my stomach protested at how hungry it was, rather loudly I might add. Once again my face burned bright red. Zero's eyes widened in mock surprise. "Wow, somebody is hungry," he said as he leaned forward again. "I wonder what's taking the old man so long."

No sooner had the words escaped Zero's lips, Chairman Cross came cheerily bustling in with a massive basket of steaming bread.

"Not one was burned!" he shouted triumphantly. "Now I know you two are starving, so let's dig in!" he said as he removed the silver covers from the platters of food. I was amazed at the plates of chicken, roast, steamed vegetables, rice, and even more.

"Oh, wow," I gasped.

"Like what you see?" Chairman grinned. "Zero here helped a lot in making it," he said nudging the teen in the ribs.

"Don't do that," he grumped in reply.

"Oh don't be so moody Zero," Chairman laughed. "Ok you two, let's eat!"

After filling my plate with the amazing looking food, I looked at Zero and smirked, "Ok, so it looks amazing, but did you make it taste amazing?"

He looked startled at first, but then returned the sly grin and added, "See for yourself."

I took my fork and slowly lifted a piece of chicken to my mouth, keeping my eyes on Zero. After I chewed it a little bit, I put my hands around my throat like I was choking, but I laughed too soon to make it believable.

"Never mind, you are awful," he said matter of factly as he attended his own plate.

"I'm just kidding," I laughed as I forked a second piece. "This is amazing".

We ate for some time in silence, but as we neared the end of our meal, Chairman put down his fork and folded his hands in his lap. Seeing this, both Zero and I stopped eating.

"Kyra, I wanted to talk to you about something tonight," he started.

I know where this is going, I thought. Suddenly, a dull anger started to build inside me.

"It's about…" he started, but I was already on it.

"Why are they here?" I demanded a little too coldly. "Why are they here around innocent people?"

Zero was staring at me surprised, but Chairman looked solemn. "I take it you have met the night class," he sighed.

"Yeah, I have," I irritably said.

"Are you afraid?"

"Of level D and E vampires? Call me crazy but no. It wasn't their choice to become what they are. But those purebloods and aristocrats…I am terrified of them. They have power, money, and status and do whatever the hell they please," I growled. I was sorry I was being so angry, but I couldn't hold back my feelings anymore.

"I know you are angry Kyra, but you will see here at this school, not all of them are bad," he tried to console.

"It will take a lot of convincing," I sighed tiredly. I guess I can't get away from my past…

"Your family was killed by those beasts too weren't they?" Zero quietly cut in, his eyes cast on the floor.

Too? What does he mean too? Did his family…

"Yes," I stammered out. "They were."

Zero looked at me in a way that I didn't need words to understand what he was saying. "I know your pain," he whispered.

Chairman was quiet with us for a little while, and then he softly said, "I hope this school can help change your mind Kyra, but I just want you to feel safe and at home first and foremost".

"Thank you Mr.…I mean uh…Chairman Cross," I weakly smiled, although inside I knew it was next to impossible for me to feel safe and at home with a bunch of powerful vampires who could do as they please just next door, but the last thing I wanted to do was hurt Chairman Cross.

"No problem," he smiled, but then the phone started to ring. "Well, excuse me you two, that could be an important call," he said while standing and heading out of the room again.

This time there was a new silence in the room. Zero was still looking at the floor. My face was still burning bright red with muted anger and now embarrassment. I looked at Zero in silence, sensing that words wouldn't be too good at this point.

What did you mean Zero? What happened to you?

After a suffocating silence, Zero sighed. "Look, I know what question is running around inside that head of yours," he said coldly, but I could tell the iciness was not directed at me. "The answer is yes. Even though we barely know each other, I guess we have one big thing in common. It's nice to see that someone else finally has some sense about those beasts," he said seriously, his eyes staring straight into mine.

There were so many other questions I wanted to ask, but I didn't want to pry. Zero looked as if he would shut off completely if I pushed it, and of course, he wasn't pushing me. I sat, letting my eyes roam the table, when I saw the glint of a silver gun in the pocket of Zero's school jacket.

"Is that a Bloody Rose?" I asked softly, pointing to the gleaming gun.

"Ye…yeah it is," he said a little surprised, while pulling the silver pistol from his pocket. "How do you know about it?"

He handed me the powerful weapon, I turning it around in my hands, the cool metal soothing to my sweaty, nervous hands. "My father had one," I started. "He and my mother were ex hunters, but he kept his Bloody Rose just…just in case," I whispered slowly, remembering.

I could still see the graveness in my father's face as we both stared at the pile of ashes not too far from us. His face seemed so much older than it usually did. He had just shot a level E, one that he and my mother were working to save with their research on a cure, but she had slipped away to fast, becoming a slavering and mad shell of her former self. It was a mercy killing, but every time my parents had to take the life of an E, my and their hatred for the purebloods grew. They were trying to save the innocent lives of those turned into vampires, and every life lost seemed to add years to their faces. The chains that held the creature glimmered, my parents hated to use them, but it was necessary at times. My father was teaching me one of the hardest lessons that day.

"Kyra," he said heavily. He turned to me and wrapped his arms around me, hating to show me such a terrible truth, but knowing that I must learn it. "Sometimes," he paused for a minute. "Sometimes you just…you just can't save them all," he whispered.

I could feel hot tears forming in my eyes, a spark of hate ignited in my heart. "I hate them daddy," I stammered. "I hate the purebloods".

"Kyra?"

"Hey, Kyra…are you ok?"

Zero was looking at me worriedly, his expression soft again.

"Uh, yeah," I said, blinking a few times to get the fog out of my mind. I still felt the cold gun in my hands. "Did I zone out?" I asked handing the Bloody Rose back to Zero.

"Just a little bit," he smiled lightly. We sat in silence again for a few moments, only the sound of our soft breathing audible. "It sucks doesn't it?" he sighed.

I knew exactly what he was talking about. "More than anyone can imagine," I replied softly.

We smiled at each other, and then Zero got up to go see how long Chairman would be. I sat there watching where Zero had left, taking everything I had just learned in.

So Zero's family was killed too. But, by who? There's still so much I want to know.

Soon I heard Zero's footsteps padding back into the room, and he soon appeared from the hall, his silver hair swaying with every step.

"Chairman says that he will be awhile, so it's ok for you to return to your dorm," he said while starting to pick up the plates.

I don't want to leave…

Well, I guess it is getting late," I said as I got up. "But I want to help clean up first," I said while starting to grab the glasses.

"Thanks," he said bending over to get the last plate, when I saw a red drop fall on the table. He didn't seem to notice.

"Hey Zero, look at me," I demanded in my motherish tone.

"What?" he looked at me quizzically, his eyebrows raised in question. And then I could see my suspicions were true. A trail of red was starting to form on the right side of his nose.

"Hey, um…your nose…it's bleeding," I pointed.

Surprised he set the plates down and reached up to his face, dabbing some of the blood that was leaking from his nose and looking at it in shock. "I …um…I'll be right back," he quickly said as he swiftly exited the room, holding his hand to his bleeding nose.

"I'll finish cleaning the table!" I called down the hall. I proceeded to gather up the dishes he had left and place them in the sink, returning for the glasses, and then the silverware. After I had cleaned the table as best I could, scrubbing a little harder at the blood stain, I sat down again and waited for Zero to return. After some time had passed, I began to wonder what was taking him so long, it was just a nosebleed right? After a few more minutes I started to get worried and decided to get up and try to find the bathroom. After a few false starts, I finally ended up at the closed door of the bathroom. I slowly reached up and knocked quietly. "Hey, Zero?" I asked in a hushed voice. "Are you ok in there?"

I heard him shuffle and then, "Ye…yeah, I'll be out in a few. Just wait for me in the dining room."

His voice sounded a little off, and I wasn't convinced. "You sure? You've been in there a while," I pressed.

"I'm fine," he curtly said.

Me being the mom type, and knowing that I was probably going to tick him off, I pushed open the door anyway and peeked in. Zero wheeled around and stared at me, his eyes icy. He had a tissue pressed against his nose, and I could see the red liquid starting to seep through it.

"I said go away," he growled. I ignored him, for I was staring at the mass of wadded up, bloody tissues in the sink. I was worried, but I had seen much worse with my parent's patients before. "Go away," he raised his voice again.

I was too much my mother's child. When she was taking care of a patient, no matter how much they protested and cursed, she was only focused on getting them better. Zero's anger bounced off of me as I made my way in. He was glaring daggers at me as I walked over and put the toilet seat down, and for a second, I swore I could see a hue of red in them, but I brushed it off as my eyes messing with me.

"Sit down," I commanded pointing to the seat. He only stared at me angrily.

"I said get out," he said harshly.

Any other time I probably would have flushed red and been hurt, but I just stood there pointing. "Sit down. I'm not leaving until you do," I challenged steadily.

He stood there like a stone, almost trembling with anger, but he finally stalked over and sat down, the tissue still pressed tightly to his face.

"Alright, let me see," I commanded again holding out my hand for the tissue.

"I didn't ask for your help," he grumped

"You're doing it wrong, give me the tissue and let me see," I calmly asked again, still holding out my hand. He rolled his eyes and finally handed over the bloody mess of a tissue and I could clearly see his nose had no intention of stopping its flow. "Sit up straight and lean forward slightly," I said throwing the tissue away. Zero eyed me, but did as I said. "Take your thumb and index fingers and press your nose together close to the bone and hold them there for five minutes," I finished.

"Five minutes?" he protested.

"Yup, and I'm sitting right in here until time is up".

"Fine," he huffed as he pinched his nose together.

The five minutes seemed to drag on forever. Zero stayed miffed at me for awhile, glaring at me every time my eyes met his. I figured it was kind of embarrassing for him though, I know I would be, but I was going to see to it that he was ok. Eventually the scowl melted off his face and his expression was soft once again, but he was still quiet. Finally the timer on my watch went off, signifying the five minutes was up.

"You can see if it's stopped now," I said quietly.

Zero released his hold and went to the mirror and watched. After waiting a few seconds and then wiping the smeared blood off of his face, he turned to me and uttered a quiet thanks.

"Hey, it's no problem. It's what I do," I smiled, and then quickly wiped it away, memories flooding my mind at my words.

Zero stood with downcast eyes, occasionally reaching up and reassuring himself that the flow of blood had stopped. "I…I'm sorry for getting angry again," he spoke in almost a whisper. "I uh…I've never had a nosebleed before". He looked so innocent, almost childlike the way he looked at me.

"Me either," I confessed. "I've just seen enough of them".

We both softly chuckled, and the awkward silence found its way back in the bathroom.

"I can uh, walk you back to your dorm if you want," he offered softly. "It's the least I could do".

"Oh," I started surprised, feeling my face turn red yet again. Why do I keep doing this? "You don't have to, I mean, I'm sure your tired," I started, but Zero was already heading out the door.

"Let's go," he called behind him.

I sighed, a bit amazed at his stubbornness, but also relieved because I really didn't know my way around this massive school in the first place. I took one last look at the bloody tissues that still inhabited the sink, but quickly shrugged it off. People get nosebleeds all the time, I told myself while hurrying to catch up with Zero who was waiting at the door.

"You ready?" he asked.

"Uh, yeah," I stammered as we headed out toward the girls dorms.

Before long we found ourselves before the door to mine and Yori's room. The walk here was a bit tense, but Zero didn't look unhappy or anything, so we walked in a comfortable silence. I looked around to see if anyone was in the halls, thinking it would seem a bit weird for a boy to be out here with me in the girl's dorms. I sure didn't need that reputation, but no one was to be found.

"Thanks again for walking me back," I smiled nervously at the silver haired boy.

"Thanks for fixing my nose," he kindly smirked back. "Well, you better be getting to bed, I don't want to hear it from old man Cross you fell asleep in class because I kept you out or anything".

"Yeah I guess your right," I sighed turning to open the door, but quickly turned around and said another, "Thanks again Zero," but the boy was already heading down the hall. To my surprise he stopped and turned smiling his wily grin.

"No problem. You know you might actually turn out to be a decent friend," he said as started down the hall again.

Friend? I stared in silence for a while before letting myself in the room. Yori was sound asleep, so I quietly undressed and slipped on a tshirt and shorts and washed my face. As I climbed into my bed, I kept thinking of what Zero said. What it meant to me. I'm Zero's friend. Replaying that statement in my head, I snuggled down into the covers smiling, and was soon drifting off to sleep.

Ok, i know not a lot of action, but thats gonna come in the next chapter :) I hope y'all are still liking it! Please review!