Right, so here's chapter 2! You, Anrui Ume, have fun fending off the fangirls!

Vampire Knight belongs to Hino Matsuri, the talented and one of my favourite mangakas.

Chapter 2

"Everyone! Please step back and make way!" A loud voice rang around the school grounds as a brunette with shoulder length hair ran up to a mob of screaming and flustered girls. Yuuki Cross with all her efforts tried to back the crowd away, only to be pushed back as the mob grew furious. "Uhrg, where is she? She's-" giving a heavy push, Yuuki was able to restrain the group momentarily before the girls pressed on, "-late!"

As if on cue, a certain dark-haired girl sneezed as her thistle eyes lazily glanced around the detention room only to stop directly at the teacher. Glaring the girl clenched her teeth as the seconds hand on the clock ticked away, each tick sounding more and more agonizing than the first.

"Sir, it's been an hour, PLEASE would you let me go," her voice hoarse from a whole hour of quiet echoed around the room. The professor quirked his eyebrow before pushing his square glasses up the bridge of his nose.

"Next time, Ume, you should think before you snore in my class!" The man yelled as small specks of spit landed on the top of the girl's nose. Disgusting. "BUT SIR!" The girl yelled as she slammed her palms on her desk. "I get decent grades so please let me pass this detention just once! I'll remake for it later."

"Anrui Ume, you skipped 15 detentions the last semester," the grey-haired man said with a matter of fact tone. But before either could interject, the phone on the man's desk rang as both teacher and student jumped in surprise. With massive and hairy hands, the professor picked up the phone before clearing his throat as said, "Yes?"

With a few nods and grumbles, the man put down the phone before he glared hard at the girl with messy hair as she cocked her head to the side.

"Dismissed," inaudible words spewed out of the man's dry lips as thistle eyes sparkled in glee before the girl jumped over her desk, almost tripping over her untied black boots. Throwing the window open, the girl scanned for any nearby branches before diving for one to the right.

"SHIT!"

Hearing a cuss flying out the window, the professor shook his head before packing up his folders and documents. "Why do I have to deal with her…"

"Yuuki!" Anrui's loud voice echoed down the pathway as bistre strands flew wildly around her head. "You're late," the brown-haired girl said as her companion came up to help restrain the wild group. "Sorry, the teacher just wouldn't let me go," the pale teen said as she glared hard at a certain girl who was creeping past the white line. "Sorry, but unless you want a broken arm, step back." The guilty girl flinched before she debated on whether to cross the messy haired girl or to live a healthy and sane life, and wisely she chose the latter.

"Don't you usually skip detentions though?" Yuuki asked as Anrui moved to another mob.

""Yeah, like fifteen times," the brown-eyed girl sweat dropped. "You may be a prefect, but you're breaking more rules than anyone in this school."

"But you still love me, ne Yuuki," running her small hand through her messy strands the girl gave a wide grin to the Headmaster's daughter.

Not long, the gates began to creek open and the squirms and yells got louder. As the gates opened completely, white uniforms appeared as the mob grew more and more restless until finally, breaking through the defenses of the two prefects, the girls ran towards the figures.

"Hey! Get back here!" the bistre-haired girl yelled, attempting to stand up before a strong hand caught her wrist, pulling her effortlessly back on her feet. Thistle met silver as the grip on her wrist tightened.

"Decided to show up?" the girl mockingly asked before giving a lopsided smile. "How many times do I have to bail your ass out of detention," the white haired man growled as he released his iron grip on the thin wrist, glaring hard at the shorter female. "Gomen, I'll try not to piss you off," and under her breath, Anrui quickly added, "yet." But unfortunately for her, Zero's keen hearing caught her breathless words as he hit her upside the head.

Pouting a little, the messy haired girl gave a small whine before running to restrain the mob threatening to swallow up the crowd of white uniforms.

"Please get behind the line and let the Night Class pass!" Once again Yuuki's loud voice rang out as she spread her arms out, restraining the girls. With a hand on her wounded head, the thistle eyed girl walked towards her best friend but not before bumping in someone.

"Etto, gomen," rubbing her nose slight, Anrui looked up to meet gray-blue eyes staring right back at her with no emotion whatsoever. Dark red locks fell messily on his pale forehead as a single pocky-stick hung carelessly on his bottom lip.

"Clumsy as ever," his monotonous voice sounded as Anrui huffed slightly, a small blush staining her cheeks. "Emotionless as ever, Shiki-sempai," her voice smaller than before, the thistle eyed girl gave a lazy smile before her right eye began to twitch in annoyance, feeling a million glares impaling her back as the fangirls stared with envy.

"I-if you will excuse me, sempai, I'll go now," the petite girl stuttered slightly before tapping the young man lightly on his arm and running off to help Yuuki. Turning his head slightly to where the younger girl ran off to, Senri's cold and blank eyes followed the retreating figure until Zero's back blocked the bistre-haired girl from view. Giving a small sigh, the Night Class student continued to walk on to his classes, biting onto the pocky-stick and savoring the small delight.

Meanwhile, Anrui's mind was a massive void of nothing. I wish I could talk more to him. Her thoughts flew to the dark-red headed male. He has always been silent, even when I was small. A small smile spread onto the girl's pink lips. But I feel comfortable in his silence.

"Good morning ladies," a seductive voice rang as the pitched of the fans rose a notch higher. There was only one person who would address the Day Class students so casually, Hanabusa Aidou. "Bang," the blond man pointed his index finger in a gun-like position and winked, pretending to shoot a girl as she fainted right on the spot into Yuuki's arms as the brunette groaned in annoyance. This caused a loud laugh to erupt from the bistre-haired girl's chest. "I feel for you Yuuki-chan!" She called out as her best friend gave her a look.

Suddenly, a cold grip landed on her arm as Anrui jerked her head backwards, annoyance flooding her eyes as she came in contact with ice-blue ones. "And how are you, miss prefect," his smooth voice weaved its way to her ears as the girl rolled her eyes. "Sempai, please stop promoting these girls' hate towards me, I already have to deal with Zero so don't increase this burden on me."

"Aw, but I'm not done having fun yet," the taller male whined softly as he got closer, earning a thousand more shrieks of horror from the noisy mobs. But before either could say anything else, out of the corner of her eyes Anrui caught strands of silver hair. Zero.

"You have class," the male prefect stated as he yanked back his shorter companion from the blond man, a wave of electric hatred seemed to interchange between them. Without a word, the Night Class student gave Anrui a glance before walking off with his cousin, Akatsuki Cain.

"Someone's a little off in their head today," Zero said as he raised his eyebrows, annoyance written on his face. "Ah gomen, it's just that your face was a distraction, that's all Zero -kun ," with that the dark-haired girl earned another knock on her head as she laughed slightly, repeating 'I'm kidding' over and over again.

This was going to be a long night for the prefect trio…