Chapter 1

The sound of the heavy pattering of her black leather boots coincided with the old wooden floor constantly; sounds of her footsteps echoing continuously along the hallway. Her long, honey-brown hair followed loosely behind her, like ribbons dancing in the wind. She continued on, and abruptly halt to a stop when she saw a door decorated with cute pictures of Yuuki as a little child and hearts all around them with the title, 'my cute little daughter' taped onto a few of the pictures.

Sighing at the headmaster's immaturity, she slammed the door open harshly, and stepped in with a loud thump. "What is the meaning of this?" She asked angrily.

A man with ash-mauve hair and rectangular glasses flinched, taken by the sudden bursting of the door. He spilled some of his earl grey tea on his paper and screamed.

"No!" he cried, twirling around in endless circles with his hands covering his ears. "My papers!" He immediately ran towards his private bathroom and took out a roll of paper towels, cleaning and drying the spill.

As the man proceeded to clean his mess, she quickly walked towards his desk, kicking everything between her and the office table out of the way.

As soon as the man sat down in his office chair, he felt evil vibes emitting from someone scary in front of him. He looked up slowly, in fright, and put on an innocent face. The girl slammed a piece of paper on his desk and yelled at him.

"What the hell is this?!"

"Oh my, my," he replied calmly, taking a small sip of tea. "Can't you act more like my cute, sweet, lovely daughter who gives me tickets for shoulder massages every Valentine's Day?"

"No."

"Aw…" the headmaster replied, crestfallen. "Anyway, what was it you wanted to talk to me about?"

She pointed with a fierce finger at the wrecked piece of paper.

The man looked down and took the paper, reading it carefully.

"A piece of paper?" the headmaster joked lamely, sensing a cold glare coming from the girl. "Well, it's just as it says. A notification of your entrance to Cross Academy, the most wonderful school in the world!" He declared the last part with great pride, sarcastic tears streaming down his face.

"I'm fine with that part but –"

"Oh my, my," the man interrupted, waving his hand at her. "You don't have to flatter me so much. I already know my school is the top, all thanks to my wonderful job as the king of this school." His voice trailed off as a stronger glare attacked him with such great power he shrank and hid under his desk, mumbling, 'Save me Yuuki, Yuuki help me,' over and over again.

"Shut up. What's with this second part?" She asked, her voice rising.

"Um…to be Zero's fiancé and help carry on the bloodline of both your hunter families?"

"What?" A strong voice questioned him, annoyed.

The door to the headmaster's office was slammed brutally yet once again, and the headmaster immediately stood up, watching sadly at the door.

"Why does everyone have to slam my poor door?" He cried, sarcastic tears flowing down his face again. "I hate you Zero! You're such a bad child! Where did I raise you wrong?"

Zero ignored him with a glare, walking towards the office table slowly. "Why do I need her to look after me anyway?" He asked, jerking his head towards the girl.

"Well, you see…" the headmaster began.

"Oh, well, I'm sorry, but I didn't ask for it," she retorted angrily, shoving the paper in Zero's face. Before she could hit him with it, the boy grabbed her arm and took the paper from her hands.

After a few moments of reading it, he looked up at the headmaster, clearly pissed off.

"I'm leaving the academy."

"No, no, my son, don't leave!" the headmaster shrieked, dropping his tea on his toe. "Ow!"

The door slammed open once again. "Door-chan…" he murmured sadly.

"Father! Are you alright?" A worrisome, high-pitched voice asked. "Eh…Zero?" Zero turned his face and ignored her.

"Yuuki-chan!" the headmaster cried in relief. "Come help Papa with his injury…" he trailed off, putting on a false crying face.

Without any further instructions, she rushed into the bathroom and took out all the cleaning equipment. She handed some of them over to her 'father' and together, they began to clean up the mess.

"Well," the girl with long hair began again. "I don't even want to be your fiancé either! If I had a choice, I'd rather be with Ichiru-kun! He's so much nicer, and better looking, smarter, and everything that you're not!" She stamped her foot hard on the floor, the atmosphere suddenly becoming silent and serious.

"Ichiru…?" Yuuki whispered quietly.

Taking the piece of paper that had caused this very disruption, she crumpled it up and stomped her way towards the door, throwing the crumpled piece of paper at Zero. He dodged it with ease, and the girl opened the door, slamming it twice as hard.

"Ah!" the headmaster shouted. "My poor door…" small tears formed around his eyes, as he sympathized with his door.

"It's okay, father," Yuuki comforted him, as he sniffed depressingly. "Door-kun will be okay."

Hey~

Its Rosa Shiki again with another of her crazy Takuma-related VK fantasies~

This time, it's co-written by her annoying sister Kurosa with the genius inspirations and details – LOL.

Please enjoy these few chapters and R&R!