Me efforts are vain. Me still don't own anything at all. Anyway, I am bowing a spine breaking angle right now. So Sooorrrry! It's not like I have lots of important things to do, and even if I have some, a good part of this time was due to both a little laziness, distraction on the anime realm and not liking what I write when I begin to. So, sorry again.

Since I haven't finished Nura YET , because manga reading sites have been bitching me, I'll let what I was planning for chapter one, which resolves around some fundamental things that I don't want to screw up, I'll post that at a later chapter, when Nura have been fully published in my country.

So, without further rambling, I give you the TRUE first chapter of Yuki Onna.

YUKI ONNA

"Just because I don't hide my emotions well, it doesn't mean you're free to read them".

Chapter One: Opening

"As you all know, this is a school built for the sake of monsters to attend."

The reason I wanted to burst into laughter was the same reason I couldn't do that. Tsukune Aono's reaction to those words was amusing, but if I let that control me, I would expose my new friend's secret. How heartless of me. We're both humans, but I want to laugh at his predicament instead of helping him. The sentence form teacher Nekonome crushed all the shutters he had built up inside his head in order to stop thinking what that other girl meant about being a 'vampire'. Funny thing, she meant what she said. Although a little different than what I imagined, I clearly recognized that being as a not fearful vampire. I don't have anything against all these other intelligent beings beside humans. I was actually overjoyed when I discovered them. Hey, not judging, I was a kid back then.

The meeting of the child me, human, with the snow child, Mizore.

My memory isn't that good a thing for me to be proud of, so I don't even remember how old we were, or where we met. But I do remember she was a really good friend of mine. As was her mother. Tsurara is the reason I managed to come to Youkai Academy at all, all things considered.

"But teacher, why not just eat those puny humans? And, in the case of the beautiful women, just molest them?"

Just to clarify something: THAT one is NOT on my 'intelligent beings' list.

"Tell me, Saizou, how do you deal with a Nuke?" That was me.

The bully is, if I'm not mistaken, an orc. As stated before, I have nothing against other species, but I can't imagine an orc that is friendly to my eyes. This one, for example, is a disgusting fellow, as far as rumors are concerned.

His puzzled face told me he didn't know what I was talking about. Granted, I'm not an expert myself, but I know what to imagine when I hear 'nuke'.

"With radiation, are you, per chance, immune to it?" That was a low blow, I know. Orcs are really vulnerable to any 'Element X'. Anything they're not ready for could take them down. Radiation is obviously not an exception "Do you think you could beat an army with lots of SMGs and Rockets, Saizou? Or is that too hard to you?"

I waited until he was about to shout back before shutting him down again "Of course it is. Answer what you wish; none of us here could do it. The world belongs mostly to humans now, pal, and that's why you shouldn't go around eating them, let alone molesting them! If you had two working brain cells, you could have figured that on your own and then you wouldn't have been forced to contaminate our classroom with your presence." I turned to teacher "Basically, this world is not that of monsters anymore, so we have to adapt well enough to human society. Right, teacher?"

"Y-Yes, that's right. For that reason also, you're obliged to keep your human form in this school. Don't show or tell your true forms to anyone, okay, everybody?'

Saizou sent one last scary gaze in my direction. I could read something along the lines of 'you're fucked' on those eyes. Now is the point where I admit I really am scared. I am a human, after all. But I'm betting something important while I make an enemy out of Saizou. Why the orc? Simple; he was the first to manifest himself as an idiot. Simple as that. I would have preferred something weaker, but then again, we have a VAMPIRE here. Well, not here yet, but she would be a lot worse to have as an enemy. Oh, there she is. Oblivious to the effect she has on this classroom. I'm almost throwing up because of those guys going all 'hot! She's hot!' Give me a break.

This innocent vampire is called Moka Akashiya, an acquaintance of mine for about an hour, give or take a few minutes. That time was when Tsukune and I stepped out of the bus. The guy was totally oblivious to the true nature of this school. From what he told me, his parents sent him here because there was no admission test. No prejudice against people who are a little slow, but the guy seemed to be the definition of mediocre.

Still, I think it's good to have diverse friendships. So, I sat by his side when the bus picked me up and I saw the bus was otherwise empty. The creepy driver was as creepy as what I had heard of him, and let's leave it at that.

One of the many advantages of the monster world is the possibility of use of some drug for the sake of mutual understanding. I don't know if that's common sense, and I wouldn't put it past Tsurara to have invented it, but fact is: on that bus, I hold a conversation with Japanese. And I befriended him.

That was a really surprise for me, to confirm that it worked. Well, passing on, it did work. That's the truth of the matter and that's what really matters.

The meeting with the third member of our little party happened soon after we left the bus. I actually pushed Tsukune off the bus in order to stop the driver's pestering about how scary Youkai Academy was. I know I might someday have to take responsibility on this guy's death, but, if my plan works, we'll have a good ally in this school.

We didn't move very fast, considering Tsukune is trying to convince himself there's nothing weird going on and I'm not just going to leave the poor guy behind. We didn't get very far before I heard a distinct 'watch out!' coming from somewhere in the nearby area. A rushing sound. A constant scream.

I stepped once to my left, distancing myself from Tsukune, and got down. The idiot still hadn't seem her, or his reflexes were just that bad. He was hit head on by a girl riding a bike, and both of them passed neatly over me. Or so I had hoped. She would have passed, but Tsukune's foot hit my back when he passed me. That hurt quite a bit.

When I got up, I saw that scene straight out of a manga. They managed to fall in such a way that he was touching her thigh. It's only slightly original than this being a breast scene, but still ways off in being new. I got down again in an angle that wouldn't have Tsukune hitting me in his trajectory form her punch. The reason I think he might fly is because, as stated before, this is a school for monsters.

But the next thing she did, after murmuring something inaudible to me, was biting his neck. And making sucking noises. If the reverse was done, it wouldn't mean anything, but if the blood is going TO her, that means only one thing.

'Are you, per chance, a vampire?' I asked and received a positive answer after she ended her meal.

The vampire girl was extremely sociable and I worked to get us on her good side. I bet she could bury us in a wall with a punch. I say 'worked', but that was merely my intention. It didn't take any effort at all. Right off the bat, she introduced herself as Moka Akashiya and asked for our names, which we gladly gave.

We walked, we talked, we started something that could develop a friendship, and then we parted ways for some reason.

After taking care of something, or rather, gathering Intel on the situation, I joined Tsukune in going to class. And that brings us back to the point where our vampire entered the class. Moka attracted a lot of attention, but I admit it's understandable. From a human point of view, of course. But it seems monsters sometimes have a good eye.

Oh shit, I don't like the way Saizou is looking at her.

"Oh, Tsukune! You're in this class too!"

Oh crap, I dislike the stare Saizou is giving Tsukune.

"And D-kun too!"

Don't look at me that way, orc! I'm crying, I'm seriously crying! Anime tears! Moka is just too innocent for MY own good. Now, I have to escape this unpleasant situation quickly. Saizou already hates me. If the object of his lust shows more affection towards me than him, he'll kill me tomorrow at the latest!

My fortune is not the worst, at least. If Moka had jumped at me instead of Tsukune, this would be over when classes ended. Yep. My luck could get worst, let's rejoice on that though!

….Still don't want to risk it…

I'll escape during break.

…...

When said break came, I abused Tsukune's good will for buying me something to eat and left the love struck boy (yep, you could see it in his eyes) and his target of affection in order to leave the school building. It's obvious I wouldn't be able to slip by unnoticed, but I would bet Tsurara said something to the principal (Mikogami, if I'm not mistaken; it at least sound like that) and he gave me the green light.

Going to where I went when the three of us parted ways before class, it was considerably easier this time around.

The girls' dormitory.

Getting to her door, I got cold. That's understandable.

"Hey" I called while knocking politely on the door "Mizzy, it's me. I'm back. Open up." I urged her to let me in. When no answer came after a few moments, I decided to enter the way I did earlier. I put a modified lollipop into my mouth and moved it around a little. This was courtesy of Tsurara. That woman is a genius, I tell you.

I started getting colder and colder, until smoke was coming from my exposed body parts. At this point, I touched the door with my right hand and thawed the ice obviously blocking the door. When that was done, I spat the thing out and gasped for air.

This was a different version of Tsurara's lollipops for maintaining the body's cold temperature. It actually reproduced whatever kind of power was put into it by the user's will. If she made this the hottest, for example, it would probably mean fire control. Since all she's ever done was this ice, I don't have concrete examples of other powers.

The thing is, it works the part of temperature keeping anyway. Just now, I submitted myself to a temperature comfortable for Yuki Onnas. That's not nice for humans.

The lollipop is in my hand now, fortunately. I just wrapped it up again and placed it into my pocket. One second with that in my mouth is comfortable, but, as my temperature drops, it starts not being pretty.

But my snow maiden is worth it.

I carefully stepped into the room.

It was a mess, in a spiritual sense.

It was too neat, too well organized. It gave a museum aura, something that is always well kept, and never used.

Of all the organized things in this room, only one is my fault; her bed, from when I came earlier. Soon enough, I heard the shower running.

That's bad. I made my way to her bathroom (I'm not sure if they have this on all rooms or if her lineage has anything to do with it).

There, Mizore sat on the ground, eyes half closed, in her underwear. Not good.

"Mizore, you mean to tell me you did nothing since then? That's not good, girl, not good."

When I came to this room earlier, Mizore was on her bed. Feverish. A really, really bad fever.

I knew the situation wasn't good since Tsurara called me, but I hoped it was just a prank to get us reunited. Apparently not.

The way Mizore looked then was terrible. It looked like she had even forgotten to use those lollipops of hers. The first thing I did was grab one I carried and stuff it into her mouth. I couldn't even confirm her consciousness then.

As I waited for the lollipop to melt away, her condition seemed to get better, until she seemed pretty normal for my untrained eyes.

When her feverish reactions ended, I took the stick out of her mouth and put a second lollipop into it. She wasn't gasping like a sick person anymore, which I thought was a good sign. With a calmer mind, I succeeded in making her open her eyes. Now she was awake for sure, even if I couldn't figure where her mind was.

After that, I pulled her out of the bed. I figured that, if she hadn't taken a lollipop for an undetermined period of time, she would have been even longer without having taken any baths. So, I guided her to her bathroom.

That was when it became clear how traumatized she was.

I had lots of memories of when we met as kids, of how much fun we've had. So, it came as a shock how she reacted when I started taking her clothes off.

She seemed weak, but she had a pain filled expression, until she finally screamed and pushed me away, falling herself under the shower. Like that, she started trembling and got a hold of her head, murmuring 'no' over, and over, like a mantra.

Seeing her like that, I thought it would be futile to try and approach her as she was now. So I just turned the shower on, on the coldest temperature available. As a side note, she was wearing only an open shirt beside underwear and that belt. The shirt only came off when she pushed me. That means she didn't let her childhood friend help her with even one piece. Now that's just sad!

I'll kill that kraken! I don't know how yet, but I'll kill him!

Mizore Shirayuki has the same age as me, but she came here one year before. That's just her genius. That and her family circumstances, I mean. I don't know all the details, but Tsurara told me a lot of things, things I still find hard to believe.

But I want to believe that. No, that's definitely true. If it wasn't, she wouldn't let her daughter stay half a day like this!

Long story short, Tsurara seems to be the successor for some clan, but she doesn't want that to Mizore for now. So, she sent Mizore to this school some time ago. She was under the principal care for some time, and trained her powers using that time. When Mikogami though it was time, she enrolled here as a first year. That was last year.

The first semester seems to have gone pretty well, but things got worse on the second.

It seems our P.E teacher, Okuto, was found in an ice pillar inside a classroom.

At that time, Mizore was long gone to her room.

Everything is obscure about what happened. What are clear are the end results. Our teacher was almost frozen to death and Mizore never left her room again. That way, she missed all the following tests and even her high scores wouldn't keep her from failing.

When Tsurara got hold of these facts, she had her way of helping Mizore; she wouldn't tell me what she did exactly, but she decided to call me when it became impossible for her to continue. In other words, I'm supposed to be her trump card.

What I did earlier to Mizore, as much as it pains me to do so, was also to see if I was correct in my idea of what happened.

It goes along these lines; teacher Okuto is, generally a good teacher. And Mizore is a good student. I assume they were doing something for a teacher or something like that; this does not really matter. What matters is that they were alone, and having a conversation. Mizore probably said something along the lines of liking him, as a teacher. Seeing his chance, the bastard ended up trying to molest her and almost got what he deserved. It's a pity they found him before that.

As proof of that, she saw as an enemy by the mere touching of her clothes with the intention of removing them. That's my assumption. Tsurara told me of the other time she was almost raped. So, her trauma was only enhanced this time around.

Laying under the shower, with cold water dripping on her, a stick lying on the ground from her terminated lollipop. She was the same as when I came to greet her this morning. I got even angrier at the kraken, but that was useless. I got angrier at myself, but that would lead to no results.

So I passed to plan B My just conceived plan B, that is. Shock therapy.

I got hold of a random shampoo and poured on my hands. After rubbing them together, I pressed them on her head.

I heard a shocked gasp. I let out one too. This water is colder than I remember. Not that it matters. If this is how she likes it, I can take it.

"I'm not bastard, you hear, Mizzy?!" I started scrubbing her hair. This would be easier if it was shorter, but I can't complain about it. She isn't sitting on it (not it is long enough for her to do so), so I can just grab it and scrub it." There are decent guys on this world, ok? It's not worthy to shut yourself here because some kraken tried to have his way with you…"

I don't know exactly what I am saying. I'm just blurting what comes to me naturally. After doing a poor job of washing her hair, I start getting the shampoo out of it. It may be too long for me to do something like this comfortably, but it sure is pretty.

In the end, when she is up to the task, she will have to wash it again, but that's not important.

I came to this school for her. I must help her overcome this. It seems no one else can.

I circled around to face her and got down, like her. I couldn't care less for how cold the water soaking my clothes is.

What's important now is…

"I'm here for you now, Mizzy. You can come and cry now".

Recognition made her eyes shine like the couple of precious stones they were. I'm finally reaching her. That's a relief. I'm with my right hand on her wet shoulder, colder than ever. Her face down, I could clearly see more than external water falling from her. When she raised her face, she was crying hard.

"Good, Mizzy, very good. Let it all out. I'm here for you now. I can take it."

Her left hand crabbed my right hand with enough power to make it purple from the cold. When she threw herself at me, she started crying even harder. I tried hugging her, but I couldn't move my right arm, so I just stood still, sited against the wall with her face against my chest, dropping chilling tears over me.

After a while, I just closed my eyes and waited for her to finish. When she did finish, I noticed she was asleep. That wasn't the worst. Her tears had frozen all over my body, and I was immobilized by a web of ice. I couldn't move an inch.

And there goes my idea of catching last class today… Well, with her in this state, it would be foolish to return with the orc there…

So, almost totally frozen, in a situation that would regularly be embarrassing, with the cold water still hitting me, I tried to sleep.

It took a while, but, in this ice nest, I ended my first day at Youkai Academy.

I cut this chapter in two because still want to update before it finishes a year before the last time I did that. And with this, we have a base for the story to move. OC protagonist, male, human, whose name I haven't decided yet. I just want of his names to start with 'D'. So, I want to get this first part of the story over in few chapters so I can be free of this talk about traumas. This isn't my area of expertise (not that I have one, I just feel stupid writing consolations and stuff), but I didn't want to alternate the world's concept, so Okuto is needed. Anyway, the next update will be faster now that I decided the basics of the story; don't know when I can post what would have been chapter 1 though… Review?