(AUTHOR'S NOTICE: There are several made up/fictional characters that aren't exsisting characters of Vampire Knight or any other anime/manga!

Sensei in japanese means teacher and is often used in reference to them when calling them. THANKYOU EVERYONE FOR ALL THE COMMENTS - IT INSPIRES ME GREATLY!)

Rumour

"You don't really need any treatment," the school nurse said with a smile, sticking a plaster on Zero's forehead, "you weren't even hurt in the first place."

"Moneko-sensei, you know me too well," Zero commented.

Moneko laughed packing away the first aid kit, she turned to look at Yuuki who was silently observing, "are you hurt?"

Yuuki shifted in her position, "what's with that caring question, old hag?"

Moneko's mouth opened into a 'o' shape. She clapped her hands all of a sudden excited, "your the famous new delinquent. Nice to meet you."

"I don't want to meet you," Yuuki flatly replied.

Moneko laughed, "so you're with Zero?"

"Please don't assume," Zero announced with a flatter voice than Yuuki just had, "she attempted to put me in a coma and then followed me here. I don't know her at all."

Moneko whacked Zero over the head lightly, "don't say such heartless things in front of a girl and women."

"I'm sorry."

"You should've hit him harder," Yuuki whispered.

Moneko laughed again, "Yuuki is it? Your always welcome to find me. I'd love to know you better. Has anyone ever commented on your extremely long fringe that covers half your face. I'm sure you're a very pretty girl, isn't it waste to cover your face like that."

"They don't dare to speak to me," Yuuki replied, exiting the room, though her voice portrayed her to be happier.

Moneko turned her attention back on Zero, "you leave too."

He sighed, "so you welcome the delinquent and not the nerd."

"You have to at least chase after a girl in these occassions."

"I've already said we're-"

"GO!" Moneko ordered, "I believe in my judgements. Be nice to her..."

Giving a long heavy sigh, Zero exited the infirmary too. Moneko smiled to herself, "those two are a perfect match. Opposites attract anyway. Still it's such a waste that both of them hide their pretty faces and kind heart."

--- --- ---

The teacher banged on the board, irritated that the class wasn't listening to his lectures. "YOU LOT ARE DAMNED TO FAIL!" he angrily shouted.

One of the students raised his hands, "but why are you so mad sensei - the delinquent isn't even here and you don't say anything to her. Besides the nerd over there is sleeping."

"Well the del-- I mean Yuuki Cross has her own situations, Zero Kiryuu hits 100% regardless so it doesn't matter," the teacher answered, rummaging through his bag to display a stack of paper, "now as the school rules insist, all of you must choose to participate in a club. If you refuse, the Academy will not give you your graduation certificate. Fill these form in quickly."

"What rules are these?"

"That's too forceful sensei-"

"Is it really?" a sweet light voice interupted.

The whole class fell silent, in awe of the entrance of Sara Shirabuki. Everyone stood up and gave their gratitude, bowing as she entered the room.

"I think being a club member can help us develop relationships with eachother," Sara said, "doesn't everyone think the same?"

"Of course-"

"-the Beutiful Queen is always right-"

"What are you going to pick then? I want to be with you my Queen."

Sara flicked her long wavy hair, turning towards the sunlight too expose her silky skin, "Seiren said she's going to set up the Royal Club, where we have tea party's and help people with their problems, offering advice and listening to them. I'm looking forward to it."

"We'll join too," the majority of the class screamed with excitment and joy, snatching the forms from the teacher and scribbling Royal Club on.

Sara gave a bow, "thankyou for your support." She left the room with people's gazes still upon her.

The class was slightly startled when someone suddenly came crashing in, waving a batch of freshly printed photos. "Shhhhhh-" he ushered the class into the corridor. A new rumour began to spread.

--- --- ---

"I never knew these photo's would come in handy," the girl giggled, counting up the money. "Never thought you to be the one to buy these as well."

"Rima Touya, your a smart girl and the president of the newspaper club, I'm sure you won't say any unnecessary things to the public."

Rima smirked, "money is my god and master. My only question is why?"

"Does it matter, you were going to make it the headline anyway - I'm giving you more publicity."

"Yes, but the way I intended to use the photo's was different," Rima began to protest.

"Well, what do you think of these results?"

Rima giggled, "even if its the truth. The beaten up nerd was saved by the delinquent - the Academy's two major outcast are combining forces. It's a fearful situation for us ordinary students."

"Exactly. They'll both be more isolated than ever. It means that no one are willingly going to let them join their clubs. They can't graduate."

"It should be fun to watch," Rima agreed, "still, to pick on those two outcast to such an extreme point - what have they done?"

"This world works this way."

--- --- ---

Yuuki ripped the photocopied pictures off the wall, tearing the newspaper articles to shreds. The corridor was as silent as ever whenever she was around, people scurried from her as if she was a disease. "This is problematic." Yuuki snatched a form from a girls hand as she passed by, gritting her teeth, reading it. She slammed the door to the infirmary shut with mild force, expecting to see the two people she wanted to see, but not the sudden hug of love from the school nurse, Moneko.

"You 50 year old hag," Yuuki hissed, "let go or-"

"But this is Yuuki's second official visit, I'm happy you came," Moneko said, letting go as she was told, "but I'm in my early 40's ok."

"Whatever," Yuuki hissed, slamming the paper on the desk before Zero, "I figured you'd be hiding here."

"What's your problem?" he asked in a sleepy voice, "your bothered about the pictures or rumour or both?"

Yuuki sat on the edge of the bed, "I'm not bothered about either. What annoys me is by linking with you, I won't be accepted in any clubs, meaning I can't graduate."

"Oh, so Yuuki is a good girl afterall," Moneko commented.

"I only want the certificate so I can rip it up in the end."

"Then what is the point-"

"My reason for wanting graduation is besides the point. Zero Kiryuu it's because I'm grouped with you that I can't get into a club," Yuuki half shouted, throwing the pillow at Zero at the same time.

"I don't care about graduation," Zero said, picking up the pillow, "no one would accept you in the first place."

"That is true," Moneko commented again.

Irritated and mad, Yuuki kicked the bed, denting its metal leg. She stormed towards the door, not knowing what she wanted to do, probably beat someone up.

Before she touched the door, Moneko asked, "do you two hate eachother?"

There was silence. Moneko continued, "look, just answer me and I'll be able to sort things out for you."

"She doesn't bother me," Zero replied bluntly.

Yuuki considered for the moment, "he doesn't give me the feeling of wanting to beat him up."

"In other words, you two, the outcasts and extreme opposites supposedly in nature do not mind eachother's presence," Moneko began to explain, "the basic requirement to a club in this school is, you need a clear purpose, can be more than one but with purpose. You also need at least two active members."

"Your suggesting-"

"Just like the rumours say; the Academy's two major outcast, the fearful delinquent and the weird nerd shall combine forces. Disaster shall befall the normal, let's commence the NXD CLUB!"