The sun was shining bright in the afternoon at Cross Academy. The Day Class was busy with the work their professor was providing them, and the Night Class were beginning to wake up. Unbeknownst to either, a black car down the road slowed as it found its way to the front gates. Coming to a stop, the sleek ebony of the doors glossed over as one opened. Four figures, all dressed in black cloaks, stepped out and surveyed the area. Once they saw that the coast was clear, one of the taller figures curved her hand. A smoky haze of periwinkle materialized around her and her companions, covering them in a dome-like shape. The other tall figure turned to the limo and extended his hand to the open door. A pale hand grasped it carefully, bringing an arm and subsequent body, out of the car. Unlike the others, this figure was tinier, silhouette clad in a pristine white cloak embroidered with gold.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" A soft-spoken female at the figure's left asked. A hand fell upon their shoulder.

"You can never go back to the shadows." The calm figure in front twisted her hand slightly, causing the haze to lighten and thin as she spoke. "You're very existence could divide society. The Senate will-"

The one holding the tiny figure cut them off. "She knows the repercussions of what will happen." This voice was masculine but mild despite the tone he used. "She's a lot smarter than you think. After all, you taught her everything she knows."

The last figure grabbed the figure's free hand. "Are you ready?"

The white figure looked up. She had no reservations and no cold feet. She spent a decade out of the public eye and she was tired of living in shadows. She wanted to interact with humans and vampires alike. She wanted to learn about herself and the world. She wanted to meet him again. She wanted a to have normal life. Well, as normal as a vampire could get.

"Yes."

It didn't take long for the arrivals to get past the gates, nor did they have any major issues getting to the main building. As they found the headmaster's office, a man stepped into their path as they reached the door. He looked to be in his thirties, tall with outlines of musculature under the layers of clothing. A cowboy hat sat upon his head of long, wavy black hair, which partially covered the scar and metallic eye patch on the right side of his face. His one visible eye was a cold icy blue.

"Who the hell are you?" The man asked. He immediately focused on the white patch surrounded by the darkness. The male tightened his grip on her hand.

The tall female stood forward, just missing her haze. "We request a word with Headmaster Kaien Cross. Let us pass, hunter."

He gritted his teeth, the cigarette in his mouth nearly breaking in half. "It's Yagari Toga to you, missy. Again, who the hell are you?"

"Let us through, dude! We don't have time for this!" The smallest black figure bellowed. All of the moisture in the room started to develop frost, threatening to freeze and shatter.

Yagari drew his gun as the haze grew darker and darker until it was nearly opaque. He used his limited sight to try to distinguish the white silhouette, but the more he tried the bigger the struggle. Glaring at the undiscernible figures, the hunter began to aim.

But before anyone could try anything, the door behind Yagari opened and Kaien Cross popped his head out. "Yagari? What's going on?"

A stunned silence filled the air, the tension it created so thick you could cut into it with a knife. The white hood, seemingly unaffected by the confrontation, rested her hand on the front figure's arm. A deep breath could be heard before indigo faded back to baby blue.

"Are you Headmaster Kaien Cross?"

The blonde's confused gaze brightened with glee. "Oh! You must be our new student. I'm so sorry for Yagari. He can be a grouch. Please, come in! Come in!" Noticing his lingering gaze, the white hood politely nodded at Yagari as her companions ignored the hunter and led her into the room. Closing the door behind everyone who entered (hunters included), Kaien crossed over the room to witness three of the black hoods unveil their faces.

The tall female was an aristocrat, twenty-one at the most, with rich brown hair partially pulled back in a tight bun while the rest fell in a chestnut river. Her sharp indigo eyes glowed against the paleness of her skin, matching the deep blue in her suit. The teenaged aristocrat who blasted Yagari was almost as small as the white hood with wavy golden hair that was tidy on top and messy on the bottom. Her peach-toned skin was bright in comparison to her eyes. Like their warmth was enough to ignite the flames of hell. The last one, a young lady of average height, was lovely enough to be an aristocrat. Her bronze hair curled gently at her waist despite the braids, their vivid color giving her skin an almost sun-kissed glow. Her periwinkle eyes complimented the pastel purple in her dress.

Yagari was stunned. He didn't know these vampires. Why were they here? How and why did nobody, not even Kaien, inform him of this? Just as he was about to question them, Kaien said. "My, what lovely ladies you are! Will you all be staying with your lady during her studies here?"

The brunette nodded. "We must be here to ensure her well-being, health, and safety. We raised her most of her life, and we don't plan to stop anytime soon. Besides, these two will be starting classes alongside our mistress." The other women nodded in agreement.

Kaien smiled, grateful for their efforts. "And the young man?"

"I gave him a new life," the cloaked female claimed. Her sweet voice made Kaien's heart skip a beat. "He is one of my best friends, and he protects me. I will take care of him and keep him out of trouble, sir."

Yagari furrowed his brows. What did that mean? Gave him a new life? Take care of him? His eyes widened. He bolted up, intending to end the man's life when the female wrapped her arms around him, shielding him with her body. The other three females moved to protect her.

"Mr. Toga, I can assure you that my companions and I have everything under control. Mizuki is not descending and he never will. I can promise you he is not a danger to anyone."

He snorted. "We'll see. I'll be the one to put him down." The scarred hunter could swear he heard a hiss from the women.

Kaien, on the other hand, couldn't find the words to express his shock and joy. Never before has he met a person with so much care for one like this young man. The brunette had informed him about the male before their arrival, so he was expected, but he did wonder what society would think. This was not a common occurrence. Questions would be asked and explanations demanded.

This girl. If memory serves him right, her lineage was humble and considerate. It was only right that she would inherit such attributes. He should have known someone like her would carry such strong morals and opinions of whom her kind saw as lesser beings.

"So, his name is Mizuki. Such an adorable name!" A stiff nod came from the male in question. It must be uncomfortable for him to be the center of attention. Taking note, Kaien looked to the three vampires. "May I ask for yours?"

The brunette bowed. "My name is Fumi. I am my lady's caretaker. I hope we can coexist in the future. This is Aurora. She is a handmaiden." The bronze one curtsied. "And -"

"I'm Naomi. Things are about to get a lot more interesting around here!"

Fumi scolded the blonde for her loud outburst, adding a firm smack to the head for good measure. Kaien couldn't help but laugh at the banter as she and Naomi argued. Oh, how nostalgic. Even Yagari and Aurora tried to hide their laughs behind a grimace and shake to the head. The hunters noticed the silence of the last two figures. They were surveying each other for injuries, standing close enough to reveal the connection between them.

"May I see you, little one?" Kaien inquired. His light-haired request caught everyone's attention.

With a polite nod, the final female pulled her ivory hood down and met Kaien's gaze. The bespectacled blonde thought his heart would stop at the sight before him. He thought Aurora was pretty, but this girl... she was breathtaking. Her heritage served her well.

"I-I... You are just the cutest thing I've ever seen!" He squealed. The hug he pulled her into was a bit overwhelming, but nothing she couldn't handle. It was his strong grip that would take some getting used to. Giggling, she returned the loving gesture.

"Thank you, Mr. Cross."

He pulled away, a cheery smile on his lips. "Oh, please! Call me Headmaster or, better yet, Daddy!"

The young woman froze, cocking her head slightly to the side as the rest of the room stiffened and winced at the implication. Realizing his overly eccentric mistake, Kaien went into full panic mode. "My apologies! I didn't mean-"

There was a bell-like giggle. "It's okay. I understand the excitement of meeting a potential new friend," she shrugged off. She was excited when she met Naomi.

"Friend?" Yagari scoffed. Her kind being friends with a hunter? Yeah, right.

"I would love to be friends!" Kaien cheered, ignoring his comrade. He seemed oblivious to the bewildered reactions of everyone around them. "I will help you with anything you need. Just ask!"

She smiled. "Thank you, Headmaster. I'll keep that in mind."

Yagari made a statement of clearing his throat, earning a glare from Fumi and Naomi. Kaien, remembering the situation, straightened up into his more stern demeanor.

"So, you three will be enrolled in the Night Class, I presume?"

Fumi stood beside her mistress. "Yes, sir. She is of the most elite. It is only right for her to be with her kind since all she's grown up with were us, the servants, and humans."

Kaien nodded and maintained a professional composure as he helped Fumi organize a schedule and explained the rules and ways of the Academy. The uniforms the teens will adorn were given to Aurora to handle until crossover, and their supplies and belongings were provided for them in their dorm. Kaien watched as the pale girl accepted everything in a very polite manner. He would do everything in his power to ensure this girl would be well taken care of.

Watching them leave with Yagari behind them, the Headmaster couldn't help but let his mind wander. This girl, her existence, could change everything. He knew what happened in her past, and it astounded him how she didn't show a severe reaction to his earlier words. It was as if she were completely in the dark. Did she not remember that night? If that was the case, he would have to tread lightly with those already aware of the truth behind the tragedy. He didn't want to destroy the poor girl by letting her hear all the horrific details. It would break her sweet little heart.

He recalled the president of the moon dorms, and how he would react to his new classmate. "Someone is going to be very surprised that you're still here..."

He smiled, hopeful for the reunion forming in his brain.

"Ono-sama."