The sun was starting to lower. "Yuki, I can go in jeans." I said into her closet. She'd gone diving to find this one dress she swore would be amazing.

"Absolutely not!" She declared. "You need to look fabulous so people will talk to you."

'Hey!' My internal voice chided.

She emerged from her closet with a victorious smile painting her face. "Ta-da!" She practically shoved the dress into my arms. It was a base pink dress with white and black stripes, black polka-dots, a sweetheart neckline, a slightly puffy skirt and a shimmering jewel at the base of the breast area. I grimaced slightly, but not enough that Yuki asked questions. I snuck off into her bathroom and began changing.

The dress fit like a glove, but the only problem was my shoulders. Bitemarks laced my collarbone and down to the middle of my upper arms.. "Yuki," I called, "you don't happen to have a shawl to go with this, do you?"

"Why?" She went to open the door and I panicked. I pushed with all my might, knocking her off the door.

"Yuki I'm so sorry!" I called. 'Why?' I asked myself. 'I've never been sorry for doing stuff like that.'

She came in and this look of bewilderment appeared. "Is that where…" Her voice trailed off, not sure of what to say. I nodded, looking down at the ground in shame.

Yuki broke the silence that had settled. "I might have one you can use." She slipped back her her closet, leaving me with the girl in the mirror. She gave me a sad smile, and the bites along her body seemed unending.

Yuki returned with a sheer black shawl. "It'll keep them hidden well enough." She handed it to me and sighed. "You're going to look great!"

"Thanks, Yuki." I wrapped it around my shoulders and upper arm. "This is amazing."

"Do you need shoes?" She asked, staring at my bare feet.

I shook my head. "I have a pair from California."

"Alright!" She said, chipper as ever. I found her presence quite calming. "Meet me outside your room."

I down the hall a ways. Many girls were dressed in less than I, and they gave me looks like "What's wrong with her?"

I quietly opened the door to my room and saw Michael drawing on one of my returned assignments. His jaw hit the floor in wonder. "You look beautiful, mommy." He ran over and hugged my legs.

I scooped him up and hugged him back. "Thanks, squirt." I kissed his nose. Setting him back on the floor I pulled a dusty box out from under my bed.

Inside the long box was a pair of black shin-high boots. The style was pretty plain, aka no sparkles or ribbons.

To be safe, I checked the insides of the boots. Sewn onto the side near the top in both boots were hidden sheaths, meant for the Moon Blades. I pulled them on and slid the blades into place.

The Moon Blades were my favorite of anti-supernatural weapons. They were perfectly harmless to any human, but full-blooded werewolves and vampires were in very great danger. I only carried them as a precaution, ever careful since if it stabs me the wound won't heal for hours and I'll have to suffer alone.

I spun in a circle for Michael, who clapped excitedly. "When are you going to be back in?" Michael asked with a mischievous glint in his eye.

"I'll be out for a while, but I expect nothing to be burning, drowning, levitating, or otherwise not in its proper place." He pouted a bit, making me laugh. I kissed his head and walked out into the hall.

As she promised, Yuki was waiting for me. She was wearing a natural canary yellow dress with white heels. My boots weren't heels, and I thanked every power that was kind to me they weren't. I wouldn't be able to balance.

We walked out down the bridge to the area near the water fountain. "Is the water fountain a popular spot?"

"It's a nice open area for people to hang out at." She hinted towards the 'open' part. Easy to escape vampires.

Many students were already there, mingling amongst each other. The Night students were all dressed in white clothes, while the other class had different colors all over the place.

"It's nice to see you, Yuki." A familiarly rich voice says off to our left. Yuki dives into a conversation with Kaname, and not sure what else to do I go over and sit on the edge of the fountain. The water droplets splashed me so lightly I could barely tell.

Despite my knowing how rude it was to eavesdrop, I focused all my attention into blocking out the other conversations around me and honing in on Yuki's and Kaname's.

"How have you been?" Kaname inquired kindly.

"Fine. I've been helping Ayane."

"Oh have you? And where did she run off to?"

"I...I'm not sure. I'll go find her if you want to talk to her."

"No, she's right over there." I froze when Kaname said that.

Lo and behold, Kaname was at my side sitting beside me. "How have you been? Enjoying the new school?"

I nodded and bit the inside of my cheek. "I was homeschooled back home, so this is a serious change for me." Not a total lie. I wasn't schooled at all after ten years old. I was in public school before that. "How'd you know?"

"Well hopefully you haven't lost your mind." He chuckled. "I've seen most of the people at the school before, but you're new." His voice was so sweet, in a way that made me want to cling to his every word. But the sharp scent of blood reminded me of what he was and the memories of what his kind are capable of. "How's your hand?" He asked, gingerly taking my left hand and inspecting it in the low light. He seemed surprised when there was absolutely no wound there.

"I heal well, I guess." I said nervously, adjusting the shawl a bit.

He stood up and offered out his hand to me. "Can we talk somewhere more private?" He inquired. I took his hand, and he helped me up. He kept his hand out like a gentleman as he guided me to a bridge. I realized it was to the Moon Dorms and I stopped. "Is something wrong?" He asked, stepping closer to me.

I took a step back from him. "What did you want to talk with me about?" I tried to keep my voice firm, but it cracked with worry. 'What could he want?' I asked the woman in my head.

'Isn't it obvious?' She answered. 'Blood.'

I took another step back, and he stepped forward. "What's wrong, Ms. Fujikawa?"

"Nothing." I did terrible on that lie.

I went to take another step back when I hit a tree. His form came closer still, and my anxiety began to spike. "What do you want from me, Kaname-sempai?" I asked with so little courage that I would've called myself a child.

I was expecting his eyes to turn a different color, but they stayed the same. "You look like someone my friend Aido met last night." He explained. "I was wondering if you were her."

"What did she do?" I asked innocently.

"She defended a little boy from being attacked." He said, with a sound of respect in his voice. "It was very brave of her, protecting the little one from a vampire."

"You should tell Aido to stop attacking children." I joked.

He didn't laugh. "So you know." He stated calmly. "That makes sense. I thought your trick yesterday, cutting your hand, it seemed too coincidental."

"Are you going to take me to Headmaster Cross?" I asked with a certain sound in my voice that I didn't recognize.

He shook his head. "You should tell him yourself."

We began a slow walk to the party, and something clicked inside of me. My heart began to beat rapidly, and I couldn't breathe. "Ayane?" Kaname's voice sounded so far away. The world got this black fuzz growing around it, consuming everything I saw.

"Michael…" I whispered before my body just shut down.

(Kaname) [Cause you need it! (; ]

Ayane's limp form rested on the grass. Her neck was in full view. 'Do it.' A voice in my head whispered. But there was something wrong. 'No.' I told the voice. Gathering her in my arms I began walking to Headmaster Cross's office instead of back to the party.

Unfortunately, I was spotted. Fortunately, it was Yuki. "Kaname-sempai." She ran over, jumping over thing that blacked us. "What happened?"

"Ayane collapsed." I explained. "Whatever caused it wasn't a physical trigger."

Yuki held her hand lightly, asking no more questions and just walking with me.

Headmaster Cross was startled to see us, but more startled by my lack of information. "She just fell?" He clarified.

"Yes, sir."

"Take her to one of the guestrooms. The nurse will check her there."

"No!" Yuki suddenly cried, startling both of us. "Ayane can recover on her own, don't have the nurse look her over."

I was about to ask why when I looked down, and through the black sheer around her shoulders and arms saw bitemarks.

"She was bitten recently." I concluded, seeing how the wounds hadn't healed yet.

Yuki opened her mouth to argue when a quiet groan escaped Ayane's lips. She gripped my shirt, taking deep breaths. All of a sudden she became violent, trying to push herself away from me and hitting me. It didn't faze me but it was curious.

"Vampire." She snarled in her sleep. Headmaster Cross seemed troubled by her outburst. "How did she…"

"She knew all along, Headma-"

"WHY DON'T YOU EVER CALL ME FATHER!" Headmaster Cross wailed.

"F-Father, she knew." Yuki stammered out.

I didn't care for the rest of this conversation. I stepped out and took her into one of the headmaster's guestrooms, as he had previously instructed. She trembled on the bed I laid her on. "Michael?" She murmured.

"Who's Michael?" I thought aloud. He sounded quite important to her.

"Where's Michael?" Was her answer. I left the room, not knowing what to do.

I hurried back to the Moon Dorms, where all my followers were waiting for me. "Lord Kaname, are you alright?" Ruka inquired. "You left with that...student."

"It is no concern of yours." I answered briskly. I wasted no time with any of the aristocrats, I just wanted to be alone for a minute to think.

'Who's Michael?' I asked myself. I proceeded to chide myself. 'It's none of our concern.'

'Then why does it bother you?'

Alright, chapter four is here! I'm so sorry it took so long to write.