When I got to my class the professor was in the middle of a lecture. I did a happy dance in my mind, hoping I could slip by unnoticed. Having attention drawn to me was not something I enjoyed. I'm sort of a self-conscious person. I always had to be perfect and proper for my father when he had company since he is one of the most respected pureblood vampires in the council. Unfortunately, being late to class was one thing I never did. If I don't show up the minute class starts don't expect to see me at all that day.

Once he caught sight of me the professor stopped mid-sentence. "H-Hantsuki Sayomi?" he stuttered, confused. "You're joining us today?" I could feel every student in the class's eyes on me, making me extremely uncomfortable.

I bowed to him. "Of course. Please forgive my tardiness, it was inexcusable."

"Uh, yes. Just take your seat."

I bowed once more and walked as gracefully as I could to my seat. Some of the other students were whispering to each other, I would catch them staring at me and they would quickly look away laughing. I don't understand it. Everybody's late once and a while. What makes me so special? They're overreacting. ...Or maybe I am. I sighed to myself.

Finally making it to where I sit I retrieved some paper out of my bag and began taking notes. Even though I already knew everything I had to make up for being late.

Alright, I admit it, I had to get my mind off of the other students. I honestly had no idea why I cared about what they thought of me so much. I mean, I could kill almost everybody in this room single-handedly and I cared if they thought I was COOL? Psh.

The silver haired boy sitting next to me noticed my uneasiness. "Just ignore them, they don't know anything." His voice was hard, but I knew he was trying to comfort me.

"Don't worry, Zero, they're thoughts are meaningless."

He reached under the table and connected his hand with mine. I squeezed it in reassurance.

The rest of my classes went by slowly but smoothly, each one dragging on until I felt like it would never end.

"Geez, why do we have to go through so many classes, I'm so tired," Yuuki complained. The sun was setting and it was time for the Night Class to come out. The Night Class had a cult-like following of fangirls...and some boys. As prefects, we had to make sure they were kept under control.

"You have no idea what tired IS," I retorted.

"Hey, you're the one who got to sleep in. I had to waste my energy on waking you up!"



I bowed to her in mock forgiveness. "I'm so sorry it was such an inconvenience to you Ms. Cross. I promise it will never happen again."

She sighed in response. "Next time you wake her up, Zero. She's your girlfriend."

"If you're going to cause this much fuss I will."

"Boys aren't allowed in the girls dorm, Yuuki"

"He can sneak in, I don't care."

We had arrived at the entrance of the moon dorms and people were already gathered, screaming like banshees. I will honestly never understand human's obsession with beautiful people.

"Alright, everybody. Back up and form two separate lines. No pushing!" I commanded, putting my game face on.

The gate then opened and somehow the screams got louder.

The Night Class students majestically streamed out, most of them seeming to pay no attention to their adoring fans. Aido was the exception but he was the most arrogant son of a bitch I've ever met and it was normal for him to revel in the faces of adoration.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw a girl trying to sneak past me with a gift in her arms.

"Please stay behind me. If I let you go others would get jealous, break through, and we'd have complete chaos on our hands."

"But I made cookies, special for Ichijou," she mumbled, looking slightly embarrassed, "I stayed up all night making them."

I sighed and gave in. "Takuma!" I yelled, some of the girls around me looked agitated that I knew him well enough to call him by his first name. "Someone has a present for you."

He flashed his brilliant white teeth and walked over to me. "Which girl is no nice as to get a gift for me?" he asked.

The girl with the cookies hesitantly stepped out, her friends giggling and giving her reassurances from behind. "M-me. I made these for you, Ichijou. I apologize if you d-don't like them."

He took the bag from her hands and opened it curiously. "Their wonderful!" he smiled, "Thank you very much."

"N-no, thank you Ichijou." the girl bowed and then sprinted away, blushing from embarrassment. Her friends followed her laughing and childishly chanting "Mizuki's got a boyfriend! Mizuki's got a boyfriend!"


ichijou laughed, grinning at them. That's what I love about him; he's so kind and is always in such high spirits for a vampire. It's like he had a piece of the sun implanted in him. My walking hallmark card.

"Would you like a cookie, Tsuki? They're very delicious."

"Sure," I replied. I could use some sugar power to get me through the night.

I held out my hand for him but instead he took my chin in between two fingers and lowered it, opening my mouth. He then placed the cookie on my tongue and closed my mouth again. His hand didn't leave my face, though, as he gently caressed my cheek. His jade green eyes lovingly stared into mine.

This kind of behavior was not unusual for him. We had been an item for a year, but I broke it off when I found someone else I was compelled too, Zero. Don't start making judgments; I'm not one of those whores who bounce from man to man as she pleases. The attraction I felt to Zero was much more than just looks. It was his blood. When I was first introduced to him, I almost had to get stitches my fingers dug so hard into my leg from resisting. It took every ounce of strength I had to not drain the life from his body. This confused me greatly as Zero was just a human, I thought. Later I learned that he was bitten by a pureblood which meant he was going to turn into a vampire. I figured the reason his blood was so irresistible to me was that the two bloods were mixing. Both human and vampire blood mingling together, deliciously. I went back home for a few months and my father, who taught me how to resist human blood, taught me resistance of his blood. Ichijou understood my situation and let me leave him for Zero without any complaints. He was still blatantly in love with me, though.

Suddenly Ichijou's hand was ripped from my face and twisted around unnaturally. He gasped in shock and pain while my worried eyes flashed to the face from which the hand belonged to.

Speak of the devil and up he roars.

Zero was looking furiously at Ichijou; fire raging in his eyes.

"Do not touch her with your filthy hands, vampire," he ordered coldly.

"Forgive me Kiryu, I get carried away sometimes." Ichijou apologized, his eyes pleading.

Zero sighed in frustration and released Ichijou's hand from his grip.

"You seem to forget that Tsuki is also a vampire, Kiryu; and that she used to enjoy Ichijou's "filthy" touch before you came along. I would bet she still does." Kaname appeared as if from nowhere.

"She drinks the blood of monsters that deserve it," Zero seethed.



"But, she could drink human blood, if she so desired."

"She doesn't, though!"

"And neither do we. If you think about it, she's basically one of us."

"I could drink human blood, brother, but I would not enjoy it as you know. That makes me different." I interrupted. Zero looked as if he was about to burst a blood vessel and I wanted to calm him down.

"True," Kaname contemplated.

"If you all don't mind, this bickering is making my head feel worse than it already is and you two need to get to class."

Kaname nodded and walked off toward the building.

"I'm so sorry I caused you trouble, my little half-moon." Ichijou reached for my hand but thought better of it and with a pained look in his eyes, joined Kaname.

"You didn't have to do that," Zero grumbled.

"The fight was pointless, I had to intervene."

He sighed and wrapped his arms around my waist, putting his forehead against mine.

"I hope you never start believing I think your touch is filthy." He grabbed my hand and placed it on his face. "It's the best thing I've ever felt."

A/N: There was a lot of bowing in this chapter, I don't know why. I'm sorry if Zero seems a little out of character, I did my best. Special thanks to Trinity Styles. Please review! It makes my heart all warm and fuzzy. I don't care if you have something bad to say; at least I know you read it. Criticism is welcome; I always want to get better. Flames are not.