Their Living Hell

Chapter 8: The Wheels Have Began Turning

Pig-chan – I'm so sorry for not updating! I've been unusually lazy, plus I've been working on a story collab with blueicefireNINJA4. But then again, people don't review, so I don't know if this story is good or not. Thanks to MeliaAlexander for favoriting this crappy story, and thanks to BloOdSuCkeR-jB for story alerting this story. Thanks to anyone I missed because I am quite stupid.


Ichijo Takuma stood outside the Dorm President's room.

"Make sure to get some rest, Kaname," he said. Aido, Kain, Ruka, Shiki, and Rima stood behind him. Worry was evident on Ruka's and Aido's face. After some small discussion, the maid appeared with the hooded people behind her.

"Ichijo-sama? Should I put these books you ordered in your room?" she asked.

"Ichijo-sempai! Can I borrow some?" Shiro popped out of nowhere. Ichijo sweat dropped.

"Does that mean no?" Shiro asked, slightly pouting. Ruka narrowed her eyes.

"Please get lost," she said in a sickly sweet manner. Shiro looked at her before digging through her pockets. She pulled out a can of silly string.

"Get out of my face or I let loose the string," she threatened. Ruka glared and huffed before turning away.

"N-no, it can't be!" Ichijo cried.

"What?" Shiro asked. She wasn't a morning person, and Ruka being there wasn't helping.

"My grandfather is coming tonight!" he yelled. Most of the group stood shocked with the exception of Shiki and Rima. Shiro looked at him before yelling,"Snaggle tooth!" They all turned to look at her.

"What? His fang was showing and it kind of looked like a snaggle tooth," she explained. "So can I borrow some books, Ichijo-sempai?"


"Hey Neko?" Shiro whispered.

"Yeah?" Neko mumbled. She turned in her bed. The room was dim, the curtains were closed. Like most vampires, the sunlight hurt Neko's eyes. She wasn't sure how her sister could stand the bright light.

"Are you feeling better?" Shiro was concerned. Neko was feeling faint since Christmas, and the environment at Cross Academy wasn't making it better.

"Not really. It's really foggy out, and I have a headache," she complained. Shiro patted her sister's head.

"I'll bring some blood tablet water. Just sit tight," Shiro said. She walked out the door.

Outside their room, Shiro heaved a sigh. It was lucky they cancelled the Night Class session, but it wasn't very lucky Neko got sick. Vampires hardly got sick, so it was unusual for Neko to come down with something at this time. She got the glass of water and put a few tablets into the cup. It dissolved instantly, the red from the tablet spreading rapidly.

"Knock, knock," she said. She entered their room to find Neko passed out. Her sister was in an awkward sleeping position.

"Stupid," she muttered. Shiro arranged her sister so that she was sleeping a little more comfortably. The glass of artificial blood was at Neko's bed stand.


The door to the Moon Dorms busted open. A man stepped in, the wind blowing his cape around. The fog settled around his tall figure.

"A cape. How tacky," Shiro muttered. Aido shot her a look and she stuck her tongue out at him.

"They cancelled class so we could meet this man. He's the head of the Senate. Asato Ichijo, or Ichio," Ruka said.

"Hey you! Why the cape? It's so tacky and gross!" Shiro yelled. He turned to look at the young vampire that dared to question his sense of style.

"Oh, I've never seen you before. What's your name?" Ichio asked (demanded). Many of the Night Class students gasped at her loud and rude outburst.

"I am Hio Shirohime. Before you ask about my relations to Hio Shizuka, I can say I do not know her. So who are you?" Shiro asked.

"Asato Ichijo. Some call me Ichio. Hmmm…you look strangely like the Madly Blooming Princess. Maybe I could…" he trailed off in his ramblings.

"I apologize for Hio-san's rudeness," a voice came from the stairs.

"Kaname!" Ichijo cried. "What are you doing up?"

"What? I can't choose to visit?" Kaname asked. Shiro looked at him. What a douche, she thought.

"Ever since you turned me down as your guardian… (Here Shiro zoned out)" Ichio said.

"Like I said, I apologize for Hio-san's rudeness," Kaname stated coolly.

"Quite alright. You are a pureblood, you will never be tainted, even if you have so many crimes," Ichio purred. He held said pureblood's hands, putting his lips near the top of his hand.

"Kaname-sama!" Ruka and Aido pulled Kaname's and Ichio's hands away from each other.

"The girl of Souen and son of Aido," he commented. Aido glared.

"Spilling the blood of a pureblood vampire is a taboo," Aido said. A slap echoed across the room.

"I also apologize for his behavior. Discipline has slipped away tonight," Kaname said.

Shiro continued to stand there, long after the vampire students left. She shuddered at Kaname and Yuki's little moment. Zero seemed angry that night, she noticed.

"Ne, Ichijo-sempai?" Shiro called out. Ichijo had left the room to talk to his grandfather, but returned when Shiro called for him.

"Yes Hio-san?" Ichijo smiled. Shiro looked at him, fully taking in his appearance.

"Can I borrow some books?" she asked. She left before he gave a response. Ichijo was very confused with this vampire's action.


"You called?" Shiro asked her sister.

"Can I get more fake blood?" her sister asked. Neko looked exhausted. She had dark rings under her purple eyes. Her long hair was knotted in several places.

"Sure thing," Shiro said. "But I'm not your butler, you know," she chided. Neko snorted.

"Yeah, I know. I'm sick and you have to take care of me," she said. Shiro sighed.

"You're lucky I care," then she left.

"She's gone," Neko said. A raven flapped onto her outstretched hands. It cawed a bit while Neko listened intently.

"Yeah, I know what I'm risking. Yeah, I know Shiro will be devastated. I can see what will happen, and I'm not part of the outcome," Neko mumbled. The bird cawed and scratched her. Small amounts of blood oozed from the cuts.

"No, I don't care if that will upset some people. It's for the best. Thanks for telling me," Neko reached for a shiny thing.

"Take this and give it to her. For me," Neko said. The raven grabbed it with its claws and flapped off into the distance.

"Who were you talking to?" Shiro appeared at the doorway, a cup of blood in her hand.

"Just mumbling to myself," Neko lied. If anything, Neko was great at lying.

"Don't overdo it. You have to get better," Shiro reprimanded. She handed the cup to her sister.

"Call if you need something else," Shiro called. "I have to go take punishment."


Kaname's room was becoming a familiar destination for Shiro. She did more damage than Aido, and did various things to make up for it. Kaname wouldn't slap her; it would look bad if he did. She knocked on his door.

"Come in," came the tired reply.

"Punishment," Shiro said. Kaname looked away from the papers he was holding. He looked over her petite frame then turned his gaze back to the papers.

"Go clean Aido's room," he said. Shiro glared at him before getting up.

"Yes, Kaname-sama," she said mockingly. She placed a hand over her heart (but the wrong side, so it wasn't a legitimate bow) and walked out. Shiro stopped at the doorway.

"Oh, I've been telling Neko this because I care about her. You, not so much. Don't overwork yourself and get some sleep, or your loyal dogs will be shedding blood for you," Shiro said. She walked out to attend to her new chore.


"Aido-sempai~! I've come to clean your room~!" Shiro chimed. Aido was nowhere to be seen.

"Hmmm…the damage I can do while Aido is away…" she mumbled. She grabbed a broom and put on some gloves.

There was a loud shriek coming from Aido's room and peals of laughter coming from Aido's room.

"Don't throw that away!" Aido was yelling. Shiro was running around his room, holding a large garbage bag full of his "collection" in a Santa-like way.

"Yes! I can see the floor!" Shiro cheered, weaving out of his lunge. Kain was standing at the doorway watching the commotion. He let out a sigh.

"One step closer and your collection goes out the window," Shiro threatened. She held the bag near the open window, purposely letting it slowly slip out of her grasp. The bag jingled with all of its contents.

"No! Not my collection!" he wailed. Shiro smirked.

"Are you willing to do what I say?" she asked in a sickly sweet tone. He nodded furiously.

"Hmmm…okay! Hide this bag of garbage," she handed the bag to him, and he took it with welcoming arms.

"My babies! I'll protect you!" Aido hugged the bag to his chest. Shiro gave him a skeptical look as she was watching him.

"Aido-san, I said hide the garbage bag," she hissed. He gave his collection one last tearful glance and placed it in his cabinet.

"I can still see it~," she sang. She pointed to the closet. "In there. Now," she demanded. Aido gave a fearful "eep" and put his bag into the closet. He came out nearly in tears. Shiro would have melted, but she wasn't like most girls. She was never interested.

"Good boy," Shiro cooed. "Okay, bye!" She skipped out of the now spotless room.

"She's a demon when it comes to cleaning," Kain mused. He chuckled when Aido gave a longing look to his closet.

"My collection," he moaned. Kain patted his cousin on the back.


"Yuki-chan?" Shiro's voice snapped Yuki out of her daydreaming. Zero had just saved her from a level E that day. Yuki had wanted time to herself, so she decided to sit at the rooftop of the school.

"Oh, wh-what is it Shiro-chan?" Yuki stuttered. She was a bit flushed because of her daydreaming. Shiro resisted the urge to roll her eyes.

"Ever get the feeling you're forgetting something?" Shiro asked. She leaned over the edge, looking down at the dark ground. The moon was bright, but Shiro thought it looked a bit red.

"I get that feeling all the time!" Yuki answered cheerfully. Shiro looked at her.

"No, I mean that you're forgetting something really important. Something you were once a part of…" Shiro trailed off, lost in thought.

"Yeah. I can't remember anything from my past except when I was 5. Kaname-senpai saved me," Yuki said.

"I can vaguely remember things. Don't dwell on it too much. It never comes to me, and it probably won't come to you," Shiro said. She looked up at the moon. Something was going to be wrong. Very, very wrong.


"Nana-tan? Where's Nana-tan?" Neko rubbed her eyes sleepily. She was holding a bunny with a top hat in one hand, dragging her sister in the other.

"Where are we? Who are you?" Shiro asked. Her grip on her sister tightened. The couple in front of them looked at each other.

"It seems they've forgotten some things," the woman said softly. She held her hands out to the young vampires. "Come here. I won't bite," she said, offering a small smile.

"They reek of level E's," the man commented. He followed his wife's example and held his hands out to them. Shiro, deciding not to trust the couple, looked at them intensely.

"Who are you?" she repeated again, this time more demanding. They didn't answer.

"What do you two remember?" the man asked. Shiro chewed her lip in deep thought.

"I…don't…know," she breathed out. "Where are we? Where's our mommy?"

"Do you remember who 'Nana-tan' is?" the woman asked. They both shook their heads. Neko began to cry, which turned to wails.

"Otou-sama? Okaa-sama? What's going on?" a small Yuki asked. She rubbed her eyes then climbed onto her mother's lap.

"Who are you?" Shiro asked. Yuki gave them a funny look.

"Don't you remember? I'm Yuki!" Yuki said. Neko had stopped bawling. She was playing with the bunny.

"No…no. NO!" Shiro cried out frantically. Her small hands were at her head. Crouching down, Shiro gasped for air. Neko dropped her bunny and clutched her head too.

'I'm scared. I'm scared. Where am I, and who are they?' a small voice echoed.

Shiro shot up from her bed. Neko was sleeping like a baby. Another nightmare. Or was it? The raven returned.

"Hmmm…I'm going to Cross Academy! Sweet dreams, Shiro-chan. Your life will be a living hell," she smiled.