CHAPTER 02
Mei's ashen eyes skimmed towards the bubbling blonde before her, arching an eyebrow at her monotonously.
"How wonderful to meet you, Hiyo Osora," She stated dryly, glancing down at her nails in disinterest, "I am Mei Xiantha. Who might your moronic friends be?" Mei gestured to the pair of males behind her.
"Well, as you know, this is Kurou Tenma." Hiyo beamed, her golden tumbles bouncing about her petite, delicate figure erratically, "My husband. That is Yuki Snow-White," She pointed towards the beautifully perfect blonde before averting her gaze to the second male, "And he is Ginjirou-"
"Please call me Jiro." He stated bluntly, tugging back his hood with a wide, toothy grin.
His sapphire-coloured hair fell about his neck messily with the back spiked out and shorted strands tickling over his almond-shaped golden eyes, flaming his handsome face. A pair of wolf ears poked through his azure blue mop, matching in colour with several golden hoops pierced through the cartilage. His tall, athletic body loomed over Mei, matching Yuki in height precisely.
"I guess you must be pretty excited to have just met the Hiyo Osora," Jiro chuckled as Hiyo's rose lips spread into a childish grin, her sparkling eyes squinting together.
"Pardon?" Mei muttered, glancing up at the wolf monster as her porcelain features pinched together in confusion, "Why on earth would I be excited?"
He snorted in disbelief before adding "Hiyo as in the legendary white crow."
"I was not aware there was one." She retorted shrugging her shoulders limply as his comrades gawked in shock. Hiyo's eyes even widened as her smile dropped, as if she had expected Mei to recognise her.
"Do you really not recognise her?" Yuki enquired.
"Yeah because this is the face," Mei gestured towards her deadpan expression, "Of someone who has recognised an apparently legendary character."
Kurou scowled at her condescending tone, tugging Hiyo's figure into his as his violet eyes highlighted with dark, midnight blue narrowed into slits.
"You are simply ignorant." He snapped as his partner snuggled into his body, his fingers threading themselves through her golden locks.
"I am afraid I do not care for the approval of a weaker monster." Mei sneered, folding her arms over her chest as his handsome features contorted with offence.
"Perhaps we should take you to the welcoming ceremony." Yuki piped, stepping in between the pair before an argument–or perhaps even physical attack– could ensue.
"Oh yes let's." She spat sarcastically as he grasped her upper arm, Jiro following suit and reluctantly taking her other, "And you had better watch your hands."
The pair guided her towards a courtyard, Kurou following them with Hiyo carried in his arms as if she would shatter without his support. The square was suffocated with students–predominantly males, the air buzzing with curious whispers as Mei appeared, all eyes darting towards her foreign figure. As she was steered towards the far end of the courtyard, she could make out only snippets of the conversations that fluttered about. Several concerned her grandmother and her famous literature, wondering if Mei was related to her, whilst others spoke of the renowned Xiantha clan.
The word Godai brushed over Mei, her ears perking up inquisitively as her eyes darted about the crowd. Her gaze focused on a female figure that protruded through the blurred crowd, her hourglass figure encased in a dark violent dress that sliced along her laced encrusted thighs. Her lavender eyes twinkled in interest as she returned Mei's gaze, her eyebrows knitting together in concentration. As quickly as the girl had appeared, she vanished into the swarm of bustling students that greeted Mei animatedly with adamant claims that she would love the Saint Monster Academy.
Hiyo led Mei towards a pair of towering mahogany doors, thrusting them open to reveal a flawlessly designed room. The walls were ink black, the carpet a dark scarlet that highlighted the blood-red drapes. A four poster, Victorian bed sat against the far wall framed with charcoal-coloured wood, adorned with sheets of extravagant tones of crimson forming intrinsic designs. The next wall was hugged by a Victorian, dark wood armoire and matching dressing table on which a shimmering mirror sat, a velvet cushioned stool tucked under the table. The room also contained an ebony desk with a lush chair along with additional dark, Victorian furniture that her grandmother had provided. Her bolted trunks sat to her left, untouched just as she had left them earlier that morning.
"I think the girl in your neighbouring dorm shall come round in a bit," Hiyo piped from behind Mei with a grin whilst Mei's eyebrows simply pulled together in irritation, "If you need anything just ask me, I am the queen for a reason."
Hiyo bid Mei farewell as she simply saluted mockingly in response. She began to busy herself about the room, tugging her clothing from the trunks as well as several posters to plaster across the dark walls. She dug about the second trunk, grinning in relief as she felt her fingertips skim over her collection of books, her glittering eyes glancing towards the bookcase in the far corner.
Filling that would not be an easy job but at least she would have a home for her books. A rhythmic knock echoed about the room, erupting from the from the towering twin doors. The individual hesitated for a moment as if waiting for protest from Mei before pushing one of the doors from its wooden frame.
The dark amethyst eyed girl that Mei had spotted amongst the cluster of students stood before her, raising an eyebrow at her curiously. Her features were framed by dark violet tumbles that fell about her elbows in natural spirals, a pair of tall, raven rabbit ears adorned with multiple piercings through their cartilage poking out of her hair sturdily. Her dainty nose wiggled absentmindedly as she glanced about the room intriguingly before her shapely lips tugged into a smile of approval, a stud pierced above the left side of her upper lip, forming what many called a 'Monroe Mole'. She extended a hand towards Mei which was encased in an elegant, laced fingerless glove.
"I am Michiko Shimizu." She stated with a confident aura that brought a smile of approval to Mei's own lips.
"Mei Xiantha." She replied before shaking Michiko's hand curtly, their figures matching in diminished height.
"I have been allocated the duty of your 'buddy'," Michiko added with a roll of her gem-like eyes, "I have your class schedule and uniforms."
"Uniforms, plural?"
"Your everyday uniform, summer uniform, and sports uniform, which trust me, you will definitely hate." She stated, handing a bag to Mei as well as a slip of paper on which her schedule was printed.
"Your schedule pretty much matches mine." Michiko added as Mei nodded before chucking the paper onto the top of her trunk.
"Well at least I do not have to guide myself around this place." She replied, twisting her fingers about the plastic bag that contained her uniforms.
"Are you going to try on your day uniform? I am looking forward to your expression when you see it." Michiko smirked widely, folding her arms over her ample bosom in anticipation.
"I might as well see it myself." Mei stated, striding towards a gothic screen that sat in the corner next to her armoire, "Hold on for just one moment."
Mei emerged from the screen moments later, her pallid features contorting with ferocity and disgust as she glared down at herself. An ivory, collared buttoned up blouse clung to her torso, the cuffs cutting along her wrists with a ribbon threaded beneath the collar forming a loose bow at her neck. On top of that sat a cardinal coloured dress that cut along her under bust, framing her chest as it ran up to form puffed out shoulders and slender sleeves whose ends were tucked into the cuffs of her blouse. Her hands curled around the end of the somewhere between fuchsia and scarlet coloured dress, the hem barely reaching her mid-thigh, clearly exposing her pale, slender legs whilst the torso framed her well-developed chest.
"I think I might just throw up on myself, lord knows it would be an improvement. I mean this is barely even a dress; I might as well waddle around in a shirt and underwear." Mei scowled with a frown.
"Oh just wait until you see the sports uniform." Michiko prodded as Mei simply groaned in aggravation.
"I bet the boys do not have to dress this revealing... I mean... This is seriously what we have to wear?"
