A/N: Wah! Sorry for the long delay. Life has been butting into my writing time a lot lately. I am going to keep this REALLY short and let you get on with the chapter! Enjoy!

Chapter Three

Dragon's POV

I had heard that our High Priestess had gone out to fetch our newest student, but I hadn't expected her to be back within 48 hours. I thought that she would probably be back tomorrow at the earliest. So, I was slightly surprised to hear her voice in my fencing room, explaining to our newest student about how all vampyres were supposed to exercise on a daily basis. I thought that I would take this time to walk up to the two girls. I must have frightened the new student a bit just after my approach. I noticed she also raked her eyes over my appearance, as if trying to memorize them.

"Our High Priestess is correct. Fencing is a common way to exercise, but it also equalizes any advantages that males may have over females. This is also a sport in which we can compete in using foils." I started to say.

"Haruhi, this is Professor Dragon Lankford. He is our Fencing instructor."

"Is Fencing in America similiar to Kendo in Japan then? I was just looking at what you guys call foils, and they look an awful lot like the shinais in Japan aside from the foils being metal and the shinais being bamboo. Also, the name is Haruhi Fujioka." The student stated with a smile.

"Ah. They are somewhat the same, but I would have to say that Fencing is a bit more complex. Looking at the instruments, Metal would win out over the wood if you were using the bamboo shinai. Next, are the movements. Kendo, you just need to try and whack your opponent, while in Fencing you are trying to actually pierce the person. So, Fencing requires you to use more lunges and such that we will teach you when you start your classes. Last but not least, is the hand component. With Kendo, you need two hands on your shinai. With Fencing, you only need one. Does that clear it up for you, Ms. Fujioka?" I asked.

"Yes, thank you Professor." Haruhi bowed to me slightly.

"You are very welcome. And, also, welcome to the Tulsa House of Night Haruhi Fujioka." I smiled in return.

"Thank you for your time tonight, Professor Lankford. Blessed be." Zoey said.

"Blessed be, High Priestess Zoey Redbird and Haruhi Fujioka." I replied to each of the two people, then walked off to finish the last remnants of work that I had left.


Haruhi's POV

We had finally just left the Fencing room, and were heading out the doors to the dormitories. I knew that I had to ask Zoey the question. "Zoey, will I learn about saying 'Blessed be' during the course of my time of being a vampyre?"

The reply was very short and it was a simple yes. However, at this point, we had reached the doors to the dormitory. This was where Zoey turned to me. "Unfortunately, I really do need to get back to my room. I am terribly sorry that I can not take you to your room. I will see if I can get another one of the girls to do so. Also, they will take you to the dining hall, as it should almost be time to eat. Usually, classes will commence right after, but you have been excused in order to rest and what not after the long trip here. Your schedule should be in your room as well."

"Thank you Zoey. For all that you have done today." I murmured before the door opened.

"Hello there Aphrodite. This here is Haruhi Fujioka. She's our newest student here at the House of Night. I want you to make sure she feels extremely welcomed here. And, could you also show her up to her room for me please and thank you?"

The girl in front of me nodded her head once and I soon stepped into the dormitories. We talked slightly, but the conversation was mainly centered around the things inside the building and not about us. In the kitchen, I found out that there was absolutely no ramen. What a pity. I quite liked the stuff. But, instead, there was much healthier stuff.

It turned out that I was sharing a room with Aphrodite anyways, so at least I had someone I knew right off the bat. Her room looked just like one of the Host Club's rooms. I silently groaned. Damn this rich people!

-One and a half weeks later-

I had just finished getting myself ready for the school day ahead of me. Last week, I had attended my first ritual for the Dark Daughters and Sons. Got to say, I actually didn't mind it. However, it was during those dreaming moments that had started to scare me a bit. I had been dreaming of rituals, it seems. The fact that they were the same rituals that were presented within the next three days freaked me out. I thought that it was just a scary coincidence, but when it had happened again two nights ago, I figured it would be time to tell someone.

Last night's dream took me back to Japan though. The specific place? Ouran Academy. The type? It was a casting ritual, yet I was the only one who cast it. However, tonight, I was going to be talking to Zoey about what had been going on. Which I really had to hurry and get to her office.

I basically ran to her office and knocked our special knock. It was one from our childhood. I heard Zoey grant me entrance.

"Good evening High Priestess Zoey!" I exclaimed.

"Good evening, Haruhi. Now, pray tell me why you were so insistent on meeting me tonight?" Zoey asked me.

"It happened again! I had another dream. It was awfully blurry and vague, but I thought that I would still tell you nonetheless. I have this feeling that there will be bits and pieces given to me over the next couple weeks, as there seems to be many parts for me to play from the way everything was spinning." I replied.

"I see. As the pieces unblur themselves, continue to let me know. You should also document everything. Was there anything else you needed?" My friend asked.

"I will let you know. And, there was one other thing. Could you send an invitation for that Meet the Parent thing to my father? I want to ensure that he is able to make it here. There's a few questions that I would love to ask him." I asked my friend in return.

"I can do that. I haven't seen Papa-san in a few years. I will personally pay for his ticket if I have to as well." Zoey said.

In some ways, I would be glad to have my dad back. This life where no host club was bothering me was starting to get just a tad bit, and dare I say it, boring? I was really starting to miss them. But then again I wouldn't be missing them for very long, if my dreams were any indication. Though, I also began to worry, considering I had just got use to staying up during the middle of the night. How was I supposed to go back to being able to sleep during the night and staying up during the day? I had no idea, but I was getting to be pretty sure that these ritual dreams would tell me how.