Rated M: Due to language
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First Night: Arrival
"So, this is it?" The sound of a car-door could be heard slamming as a silver-haired figure stepped out. Taking in the sight as a slight wind blew dirt, air causing hair to wrap around his neck like a silkened noose.
The sun that pierced the sky lit his lavender-shaded eyes as he squinted, trying his best to block out the annoyance."This place, I'm supposed to attend school here?"
"Yes, this is it." A man said cheerfully as he placed the male's bags at his side, "I'm Headmaster Kurosu by the way," the blonde said looking at the building with admiration. "Cross academy, a school for both humans and vampires to attend without the fear of the outside world's views to interfere." The headmaster moved his sandy blonde hair out of his face, reminding the male of fields of wheat that swayed when being touched by the wind.
"I don't think, such a place could exist very long." The teen spoke, as he brushed silver lockes behind his ear, the blond male observering as he did it with a glove covered fingers. "The idea of us being able to coexist seems just like that, someone's delusional ideals." The teen took in the appearance of the school once more, obviously not caring if he was being cold to the man holding his bags.
"The summer will be ending soon, and many will be coming back to attend." The offended male chimmed happily about it, allowing his enthusiasm to sink in while observing the new transfer student. Wondering about what was hidden beneath the teen's glove covered left hand. Instead of asking, he shook his head slightly at the silver-haired male, and his ugly view of the world.
"The way I see it, it has nothing to do with me." His lilac eyes revealing the coldness of his murky soul seeping into the air, looking towards the opposite building, known as the Moon Dorms. "I'm here on one mission, and one mission only."
Sucking his teeth, he showed no further emotion after that as the man grabbed his bags, not getting how the male who enrolled could have gotten accepted with such a downcast view.
Watching as the older man walked away, heading towards the many buildings he heard the voice of his teacher enter his ears. "You have one mission, find and destroy all vampires that are causing trouble for this school, in order to maintain the balance of peace amongst humans and vampires. No incidents like the last, Zero. Or I promise it will be your death." Zero's head leaned forward as images of blood flashed in his mind, and the fading screams of other's could be heard.
"I won't let that happen again." Mauve eyes stared down at hands that were placed on his pink and red formal silk kimono. His long waist length silver tresses covering his gun tucked away tight, and an emblem of no meaning to him securely stitched on the back. "I guess we should get started." The sounding of a door could be heard closing, "Report back to me as soon as you find anything." The eyepatch covering over an icy blue eye were the only evidence that shown through the window as it finally rolled up, and the car's engine could be heard, soon driving away.
Staring back at the building, the silver-haired teen begin to walk up the many steps, to the entrance in which the man waited for him by. Walking right pass him, the very founder of the school.
'Damn, this is going to be a hard case yet.' The sandy-haired man thought as he scratched his head, taking the male directly to his new living quarters.
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The sound of music could be heard as the wind blew smoothly, dancing softly to the tune of a piano. A loud mutter of voices mixed together to burn into whispers of the night as they sipped thier drinks. Eyes wondering, and hands meeting to shake politely. The sound was one they could not eradicate as they leisurely listened to the jazz band playing.
Stepping on the dance floor, as if gliding across it without effort, pale hands grabbed onto the evening dress of a woman. Her eyes matched that of her pink painted lips as she looked down with a gentleness. "It's okay to be nervous, I'm not going anywhere."
"Promise?" The boy asked perplexed as eyes slid over the crowd of people, a hand placed softly on his shoulder, and he turned to look catching the eyes of his brother. "We promise." It was confidently said as he pressed their hands, holding it close in his own grip.
"Mom, I'm taking him to the balcony. Is that okay?" The woman smiled at her loving sons, twins. Something that was completely thought of to be impossible until now. Her long white-thought silver-hair went down to cover her mid-length dress, the color of creame white, like a pearl. "Of course, take care of your brother." She said with concern as she watched them go off with eachother.
Walking out to the balcony, the silver-haired boy tried not look back at others looking between the mirror image of the young oddity. "Here we are," He said to his brother trying his best to comfort him in his weakened state. "Feel better?" His hand roamed down to rub his little brother's back.
"Yes, Zero. I'm fine, but you don't have to treat me like a baby." He said with slight disdain towards himself.
"I know, you're stronger than that, Ichiru." The silver-haired child said, pushing his shoulder length hair from his face.
"But not stronger than you." Zero now looked back towards the boy with hair longer than his own, growing haphazourdly but somehow tidy down his back.
"Don't say such foolish things, Ichiru." The younger boy shrugged the hand off his back, not liking the evening at all. "Physically, I may be stronger, but everything else I lack. Therefore in all actuality, I'm the one who's weak." Ichiru stared towards his older brother, feeling guilty for the comment he made as Zero started humming his favorite tune.
"I'm sorry, Zero." An apology was given as Ichiru grabbed his brother's hand, but he only recieved a smile as he listened intently then joined the older male in humming.
His lilac eyes travelled down as he felt something warm and wet running down his arm. Without warning, fear came across his mirror image's face. "Zero, are you okay?"
"Yes." Zero stopped humming to look at that face of his twin brother, holding tightly to his arm. Ichiru now took a step back, but didn't let go of his arm. "Then dear brother, why?" A sadistic smile twisted the feautures of a once fearful looking face, "Why are you bleeding?"
Hearing his heartbeat pulsate through his body, Zero looked down to see the blood streaming down his arm before his eyes glowed red, screaming he launched forward. Thrusting his fangs into the neck of his brother and giving into the bloodlust he felt.
Instantly, Zero sat up, eyes wide, and hand covering part of his face. His mouth was still open from the scream he released from his throat only seconds ago, he removed his hand letting it fall down slowly to his side. Pushing his newly cut hair from his face, he reminded himself that it would once again grow to reach waist length by the end of the school year.
Slowly, his gaze fell over to the clock, beeping loudly. The bright red letters reminding him of blood as he closed his eyes trying to forget the numbers dyed in red. Flashing, four am.
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"Do you have him?" A voice could be heard over the one piece ear phone, being shared as a communication device.
"Target locked." This time a female replied back waiting for the command to strike her prey. Moving only an inch, she could hear a low hiss as the words not yet were being muttered. Immediately, her body stiffened as she pressed it back against the wall she was using as a blockade to hide in the shadows.
An unsual tapping noise could be heard, as she muttered a small 'jeez', a sign of her impatience as she slowly aimed her gun, ready to fire at any given second.
"Now!" She heard it as she turned with quick ease, pulling the trigger back and feeling the recoil as the bullet was released from the cartridge.
"Shit!" She let a burst of frustartion out as the target moved to the side, missing by a millimeter.
"I'm going after him!" The dark haired female yelled leaping from her place, knowing that it was already compromised by the missed round.
"No, Yori don't!" The other voice said too late as she was already on the move. Sounding desparate and caught in mock anger, he had no choice but to go after her.
"Damn!" Zero said while moving from his place on one of the abandoned buildings in an unused district of the small town they were in. It was the perfect place for them to hide, and now as daylight was about to break, it was the perfect time for the leader behind the level-e vampires to be lured out. Now, he had no choice but go after her knowing that she was being led into a trap.
Instanteneously, with quick speed he turned a corner and headed straight to where he thought the level-D vampire descending quickly to 'end' was heading. It was right, as it led him into a darkened building, half-littered with holes for the sun to pour into. But even more important a basement.
Breathing harshly, Yori looked around in the dark, glad to see the sun making way across the sky through the many holes in the structure. Stepping carefully, she followed the long rough looking staircase down. Already the hazel-eyed female could hear waterdrops dripping from pipes, and knew that she shouldn't follow. But her gut instinct was yelling two different scenarios. Go down, find the bastard and shoot. Or, leave and pass up the oppurtunity to kill the bastard she'd been haunting for the pass three months with her partner.
"Fuck it." Yori said shuddering at a cold chill, walking straight into the darkness. Heading out of the stray lights that slowly filtered the passageway behind her. Now, she could hear what she thought were distorted whispers of voices.
"Yori!" The amber haired female could hear her name being called as she was sure he'd find her soon, if she didn't finish off her task soon. Moving more into the dark, steadily she placed one foot in front of the other as she recovered her flashlight. Switching it on, the female hunter jumped almost dropping it as the vampire moved quickly from the rays. Turning, she looked for any other corners to take.
Shining the light around, her guided instincts told her to turn back. Giving her the impression that danger was just ahead of the corner she was about to turn. Yori only hoped she was wrong as her brow started to give way to the beads of sweat being concealed by her short curling light brown bangs.
Looking around for the female, Zero caught eye to one of the bullets, implanted perfectly in a concrete wall. Dust and remnants left on the floor, being blown out from impact. Suddenly he heard a scream, his eyes widened as he could smell blood. "Damn it, Sayori!" The hunter took off following her scent, as he came across her being captured in the arms of the blood-sucker.
"Monster, let her go!" Zero yelled as he could see the vampire's fangs bared about to puncture her skin, as his eyes trailed to see the blood gushing from the front of her shirt. A cut, right across her stomach, something he hoped wasn't serious.
"Stop hunting me." His voice was deep and empty, reflecting his very soul. It was too late for the vampire now, it seemed he already made his descend. He hadn't completely fallen to extinction, but was in the process of completing the last stage.
"Never." The silver-haired teen spoke quickly adapting to the situation, as he took in whatever surroundings he could see. Immediately, he could sense more level-end vampires in the darkened cavern.
"Then, why should I let her go?" The level-D asked immediately, allowing his tongue to flick out and lick a trail of saliva up her throat. She shivered, disgusted, wanting to tell the demon to 'Fuck off!' But the fear she felt had built inside of her, not allowing her to move, nor let her mutter a word.
"Don't you care about what happens to this girl?" The male vampire said, yanking her arm and twisting it further up her back, the sound made the male recoil. The bastard was going to break it off, but at the moment he only dislocated her shoulder from place.
"This is your partner, isn't she?" His eyes glowed a deep crimson, as he could see the blood flowing through her veins. Freshly pumping, and sweet smelling just beneathe her wonderfully scented skin. The vampire leaned over allowing his fangs to scrap against the block between his meal, as he had a change of heart on what he was going to do with her once he escaped.
"You're wrong." Zero couldn't help but laugh at such an idiotic excuse, as he pulled out and pointed his weapon towards her. "The thing about partners is, they're expandable." He muttered lowly, seeing both the vampire and her stare at him with disbelief, as he ruthlessly pulled the trigger. Automatically sending eight rounds of pure silver, etched with anti-vampiric magic towards them both.
"Fuck!" The vampire screamed out throwing the now injured girl from one of the bullets pentrating through her and entering into him down to the ground. He knew he couldn't use her as a bargining chip, or a shield any longer. The thought of good food going to waste is what pissed him off more, he wanted to try and escape with some of her blood on his lips. Flowing through him to warm his body, and give him memories of sweet pleasure. Again with lightning speed, Zero's body adjusted as he sent more rounds out, two aiming high, one low.
Light purple eyes stared with amazement as he watched blood come forth from the vampire. Licking his lips, to the older male it almost tasted sweet, the vampire started to laugh on the brink of hysteria.
Without hesitation, five bodies came forth, all baring thier fangs only to fall and become piles of dust on the floor. A smile was given from the arrogant vampire, and in return, only from the teenage hunter who stood straight was the reloading of his gun.
"They'll protect you, no more." Zero's voice deepend as he waited for the moment in which he loved. One by one more came forth and in a blink of an eye they fell, turning to dust just in time as he pointed the lovely pistol towards the higher ranking vampire starting to deterioate, eyes glowering crimson in the poorly lit space, soon he'd fade to oblivion.
"How?" The fallen vampire said feeling the effects of pain, as Zero lowered himself to settle what was never a battle.
"You're weak." The silverette said matter-of-factlyas he fired the final shot, bursting perfectly through the weakened vampire's chest. The fear fading with his face as he ignited into a green flames, then ephemeral ashes dancing across the floor.
Sighing, Zero was glad that they were finally done with the current case. His lilac eyes darkned and became intesified. Transforming into a glare casting down to meet her shaken form. "I thought I told you not to run off recklessly into danger." He graced her with an outstretched hand and a slight smile, something that many other's couldn't say they've seen. Or lived to tell for that fact.
Holding close to the stomach wound she recieved, it was already healing. Yori angerily smacked it away, resetting her shoulder in the process. Remembering the words he spoke to the vampire they just executed, anger coursed through her veins. "I didn't forget what you said to that heap of dust." She said, staring down at the floor, feeling betrayed. "You don't care about me, at all." With tears in her light brown eyes she yelled up at him, "Would you have gladly sacrificed me, Zero?!" Eyes quivered stopping to see the silver-haired hunter flinch at her words. Immediately she felt guilt, wondering why she was regretting saying such things, when she was the one being sacrificed just a moment ago.
"A long time ago, I would have said and believed it." Again, he reached his hand out towards her. "But, I was wrong." She looked intently at him as he shied away when professing his true feelings,"You're more than that to me. You're my partner, my friend, and-" She cut him short with the grasp of her hand, as she could sense what he was going to say. It was alright now, as she forgave him, and hoped he would do the same thing for her misguided behaviour. Now, she could see the error of her actions, the bullet that went through her hit the target needed, and Zero knew she'd survive.
"It's okay, I understand it now." The brunette admitted what she at first didn't see, "Those rounds you shot, a lot of them were aimed elsewhere. Were they not?" The girl was greeted with silence, smiling in acknowledgement, as an answer was not needed. Somehow with his talent he was able to sense them the whole entire time, each aim hitting it's mark perfecty before they even knew of thier end. She pushed back her amber locks, the short length always getting into her eyes which matched hair with color perfection.
"Good, because now thinking back on it, your aim has never been so horrible. And for once, I was starting to question your marksmanship." Allowing him to pull her up, she stiffened briefly from the pain that stung lightly. His eyes narrowed with concern as he wanted to check her wound, "It's okay, he just somehow caught me off gaurd." Her eyes smiled at him, as well as her lips, as she lifted her shirt to show him the small laceration, watching carefully for any change in his composure.
Without warning, he grabbed her opposite arm, inspecting it. The female hunter yelled out of brief pain from the soreness she still felt as it was just dislocated. "You fucking bastard! A little note of warning next time!" Her anger ceased as his only reply was that of a apologizing look, but that didn't mean he'd say he was sorry. It wasn't the type of guy he was.
"It's not deep, or infected. That's good, you got lucky this time, Yori." He finally responded to her, and she was happy to finally hear him talk again.
"Well, I'm glad that's over. Shall we head back to Cross Academy?" She said allowing herself to be placed on his back and carried back into the light. Though the wound wasn't serious, every moment she could get pampered, or spoilt she'd gladly over-indulge; especially if it was coming from the teen holding her.
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A/N: So yeah, this was the other story I'd been working on, and didn't have the guts to post before. I hope you enjoyed, and I looke forward to the C+C I will recieve from it. Hopefully, it will help me grow as an author.
