Hey guys… geez I am sorry. Times have been tough on my family and my computer broke down so we couldn't afford a new one for a while. But I finally got a new one (yay!) and am writing again so bear with me. I don't own Rosario Vampire in any way shape or form, I do however own Dante.

The next morning found Tsukune pretty tired. Having a powerful demon almost killing you in the middle of the night can do that to you. He groggily walked out of his room and down the hall, where he met Dante at the main entrance. He was wearing a black unbuttoned dress shirt with a white shirt underneath. He was also wearing black jeans that had a chain with a cross on it. He still wore his golden cross around his neck.

"Ah…g-good morning Dante." He said with some nervousness. Dante looked back at him and nodded. Good morning Tsukune." He said without any hostility in his voice. Tsukune sighed in relief. At least he didn't hold any grudges from last night. As they were walking in the woods, Tsukune decide to strike up a conversation.

"Umm, Dante, why aren't you wearing your uniform?"

"It's a little privilege I have as a transfer student, I talked it over with the chairman." He replied. "So" he added "how are you holding up? I know I kinda roughed you up last night."

'Kind of?!' Tsukune silently thought to himself. However he didn't want to bring up his opinion to the young demon. "Ah I'm fine, nothing a little trip to the infirmary couldn't help." He made a mental note to himself, although the bite marks Moka has been giving me have hurting a lot lately,' filing it away he decided to catch up with Dante.

Walking out they soon encountered Moka, being gazed at by her usual spectators.

"How beautiful!"

"So perfect."

"It's as though she's glowing!"

Tsukune blushed at her coming but Dante just gave a tch and looked to the side. Moka noticed them and immediately went over to them.

"Good morning Tsukune! Dante!"

"Good morning." Tsukune called happily back. Dante however gave a "hmph" and brushed past her. This sent the crowd gazing at her into an uproar.

"What was that!"

"How dare he brush our beautiful Moka off!" Dante just kept on walking, not paying attention to any of the angry males.

"Hey! Are you listening you scum …" one of them put his hand on his shoulder. Big mistake. Dante immediately grabbed it and swung a vicious right hook to the poor soul's face, knocking him out. Four others tried to rush him but he immediately was on them, in a flurry of punches and kicks, the four unfortunate idiots were sprawled on the ground sporting some impressive injuries. Dante just stood untouched.

"If anyone else wants to fight for this vampire's honor, by all means, come at me."

By now the worshipers were terrified at this hostile new student. They all shook their heads and quickly backed down. Moka and Tsukune both had sweatdrops.

'Even though he isn't our enemy anymore, Dante is still very scary' Tsukune thought.

Dante stood coolly over the fallen students, then turned around and headed for the school.

"Tsukune, let's go." He called out. "We'll be late for class."

"Y-yeah…" Tsukune slowly replied trying to catch up. 'What was that all about with Moka?' he thought as Moka was walking behind him looking nervous.

Later in class, Ms. Nekonome happily bounded to the front of the class to announce the new representatives. Tsukune hoped, prayed and was begging to whatever deity there was that he wasn't elected for anything.

However, fate was not so kind as he was elected president.

"Congratulations Aono!" she cheered.

All around students were cheering and clapping for support while he was panicking. Even Moka and Mizore were clapping.

'Come on! This can't be happening! Maybe Dante can get me out of this.' He looked hopefully at the young malphas but his hope turned to despair as he was applauding him as well. "Good luck mister president."

Tsukune just hung his head. 'Why did this have to happen to me?'

The door to the class suddenly flew open and an arrogant voice sounded throughout the classroom.

"What's going on here? I skip class for a little while and everybody goes nuts." In the doorway stood the imposing Saizo. "You're the class president? Don't make me laugh, you aint nothing without your little girlfriend Tsukune." He took a threatening step toward him. "These chumps might accept you as president but I never will." With that he walked past him with Tsukune trembling in nervousness and the imposing out cast skulking towards his seat amongst the whsipers and murmurs, only to find his seat next to Mizore already occupied by the new student.

"Hey dipshit, the hell do you think you're doing in my seat?" he sneered down at him.

Dante only looked up at him with mild disinterest. "Your seat? I didn't see your name on it anywhere and I don't have any real inclination to get up so why don't you get you ugly ass somewhere else."

"What?!" Saizo was about ready to snap the young teens neck when Nekonome spoke up,

"Please Mr. Komiya, just take your seat near the front." She quickly spoke, not wanting a riot on his first day back.

Saizo and Dante glowered at each other until Saizo gave a growl and moved to the seat up front. Everyone took a breath of relief, however Saizo shot Dante a look that said this isn't over. Dante shot him a look back that said I'll finish it whenever you like.

After class, the two boys went to lunch with the girls.

"So I'm guessing from that exchange, you two have a little history?" Dante asked.

Tsukune gulped "A little." Remembering his first day.

"Well you shouldn't be too worried about him." He stated calmly. "People like Saizo always put their foot in their mouths about how strong they are. They're the kind to go down easily."

Tsukune inwardly gulped 'I'm a human at an all monster school! Weak or not I'm always going down first!'

"Tsukune!" Kurumu and Yukari eagerly jumped up to him "Lets' have lunch!" before Kurumu pulled him into her ample chest and began his suffocation amongst Yukari's protests. Dante wasn't sure to feel jealous or sorry for Tsukune when he spied Mizore in the bushes and walked over.

"Afternoon!" he said cheerfully.

Mizore looked to see the smiling malphas "Ah Dante."

"Do you mind?" he gestured beside her.

"Not at all" she looked over to the table where the others were sitting. "But wouldn't you rather sit over there?"

"It's all right" he replied sitting beside her "I prefer sitting on the ground anyways."

Mizore looked away, she wasn't used to this, normally she would just be sitting alone or busy herself with spying, no one, not even Tsukune sat next to her. Deciding to end the awkward silence, she decided to strike up a conversation. "So how are you enjoying Youkai Academy so far?"

"It's fine so far" he replied "I just had a scuffle with some of the idiots but no major harm."

"I heard about that," she looked at him with concern "What was that all about anyway?"

He snorted "Apparently it's downright evil if I don't treat Moka like a goddess and worship the very ground she walks on. Honestly, what's with the males at this school? This morning as soon as she was in sight, everyone was going off on how "glowing" and "beautiful" and "perfect" she was. I swear if she told them all to kill themselves, they probably would with a smile on their faces."

Mizore sweat dropped, that was a pretty accurate summary. Suddenly she realized something. "Wait so you still don't like Moka?"

He exhaled and looked up "I may have said some things about Tsukune I didn't mean, but what I said about vampires, I stand behind one hundred percent." Mizore raised her eyebrows. "Vampires are all the same. They're nothing more than cold hearted elitists who think every other species is below them. They're cruel, manipulating, egotistical and selfish and that's all they are. I mean, don't get me wrong, the pink haired one is alright, but I'm guessing what I just said is a pretty good description of the inner, silver haired one, am I right?"

Mizore remembered her first encounter with the silver haired vampire and nodded. "That does seem true."

Dante made a "hm" sound and looked off into the distance. "There's only one vampire that will ever have my respect and that's…"

"Father?"

The priest that was a few steps ahead of the six year old Dante turned his head to look at the child. "Hm?"

The six year old looked tearfully down. "Why did God take my parents away?"

The priest ahead of him sighed "The Lord did not take your parents away from you Dante, they did." he motioned his head towards the now burning village.

"But why…" he sniffed "Why did they have to go?"

Finally the priest ahead of him stopped "Because this world is turning into a frightful place, Dante. And soon, though they wanted to keep you safe, you are going to be plunged headlong into many trials and tribulations." He knelt down in front of him. "Your existence Dante, is one that has great meaning and one that will have great impact on the rest of the world. These wings," he touched the wings on his back "Are no symbols of a curse, but symbols of trials. And should you overcome these trials, your reward will be greater than you can ever imagine."

Dante looked up with wonder at his red gleaming eyes…

"Dante?"

He blinked realizing he had been daydreaming again. "Ah geez, sorry Mizore. Anyway how about something more to eat? I still got some of that leftover pasta from last night…"

Meanwhile, back to the table on the other side, Tsukune and the other girls were chatting about how things were going when Kurumu brought something up.

"Hey… is something the matter Tsukune? You seem kind of pale and…low on energy."

"Huh?" he fingered the back of his neck "Ah…well…just that the side of my neck is hurting, you know, form Moka. But I don't understand why."

"Understand what?" Moka was just sitting down.

"O-oh nothing, nothing at all…"

Unbeknownst to the group, on the roof, an old enemy was plotting the lone humans demise with others.

"Unbelievable, to think the top girls at the academy are all over that piece of shit. Honestly, don't you just wanna kill him?" he said to the other outcasts surrounding him on the rooftop "Live it up Aono, its all gonna end soon."

"So you're actually going to do it?" one of them said. "Haven't you heard the rumors? He beat Rikishi from the wrestling team, Kuyo from the enforcers…"

"They're all rumors." He countered "I fought him myself, he's nothing."

"Don't forget Saizo, you're a member of this organization." Midou pointed out "If you act and alone and fail, the others won't like it. We outcasts have to stick together. If one of us loses to a purebred, we all look bad. That's why we gotta win every time." He stood up. "You know sometimes I wonder if you actually get that."

That came as a serious jab to Saizo. Though he wholeheartedly supported the Outcasts goals, his main reason was for having his revenge on Tsukune and Moka. Ever since his defeat on the first day, he became the laughing stock of the school.

Thankfully for him, he got the support form the rest of the group and decided on a time and place. Before they departed, Saizo spotted Dante from the corner of his eye and smirked.

"I'm going to make one more request." He said "Earlier this foreign punk took up an attitude with me in class. I think we should send a few guys to teach him some manners."

Later that day, Dante and Mizore were talking and walking around the school's perimeter when Dante suddenly stopped.

"Something the matter Dante?" Mizore said as she turned around.

Dante was in silence for a second before he gave Mizore a smile. "Ah I just remembered I had to do something urgent, I'll see you later." He said as he walked out into the woods.

"Oh…kay"

Dante walked for a while and got pretty deep in the forest before he suddenly stopped.

"Okay you can all stop hiding now. Not like you were ever good at it in the first place."

As soon as he spoke, six outcasts came into view. "Well, Saizo was right" one said "This one really does have an attitude."

"Saizo huh? That asshole sure knows how to hold a grudge." Said Dante nonchalantly.

"Heh you got that right." One agreed, then his arm morphed into a sharp pike. "I've got nothing against you or anything, but you should know with us outcasts, you mess with one of us, you mess with all of us!"

He charged forward and thrust out his arm but only struck air. In the blink of an eye, Dante maneuvered around his attack, got in close and grabbed the front of the outcast's face.

"What the…"

He didn't finish that sentence, Dante sent a bolt through the outcast's head, causing the back of it to explode. The other outcasts backed away in fear. "Holy!..."

Dante stepped towards them. "If Saizo wants to send you all to an early grave…" the scythe materialized in his hand and a psychotic look dawned upon his face. "That's fine by me."

On the other side of the school, Moka and Tsukune were encountering a surprise of their own, Saizo showed up of all times, while Tsukune was having blood problems, he was quickly downed by Moroha's hand blades.

"See? Told you he had nothing."

"Tsukune!" Moka ran towards him.

"Oh no you don't!" Saizo grabbed her arm. "Wouldn't want him pulling off your rosary now would we?" she looked at him in shock. "Don't think I haven't been paying attention. Whenever that rosary comes off your chest, you become a vampire, but if it stays on, you're just a weak little girl."

"Saizo…"

"Hey, Tsukune! You paying attention? Just make yourself comfortable while I enjoy your friend." The other outcasts were laughing hard at his humiliation. "Revenge is so sweet when you know your enemy can't do anything!" at this point, Saizo was in his full monster form. And on the ground, Tsukune could only twitch.

Moka ran to him to give another infusion of her blood, but Saizo quickly pulled her back and ripped her shirt open. Moka started to cry as the others gathered around her for a feel. 'Tsukune…"

Without warning, a hand grabbed the nameless outcast and squeezed it. It Tsukune. The others looked in shock and Moka wondered why he had suddenly turned into a vampire without a transfusion.

"Our blood still runs in his veins" the rosary told her "It's changing him in the midst of battle, turning him into a vampire!"

"Saizo, what the hell! You told us he was weak!"

"Rrrrgh" Moroha charged forward "You should've just stayed on the ground, I'll kill you for sure this time!"

He, however did not follow through on his threat. As the other outcasts legs crashed into him, sending them both hurtling to the dust.

When he turned to Saizo, the last outcast was frightened at what he saw, red eyes with slits, just like Moka's.

"N-no, no way" he stammered "You can't be a vampire! You're just trash!" he would have said more, but Tsukune's fist slammed into his stomach, throwing him back, splintering the trees.

"W-what…" he gurgled "What are you…?"

Moka fearfully stepped towards her transformed friend. He looked back at her with his weak, tired human eyes. "She tearfully embraced him. 'I can feel it,' she thought 'Something inside of him is changing. He just may lose his humanity forever.'

None of them noticed the lone raven that flew off into the distance.

In a different neck in the woods, that lone raven flew into Dante, bloody scythe slung over his shoulder, sitting on a tree limb. He closed his eyes momentarily. "Hmm, I thought something was wrong with his aura. So the blood is corroding his humanity." He retracted his wings and hopped off the tree. Around him were the bodies of the outcasts that attacked him. However, unlike Tsukune's workings, they were all dead, all bloody corpses. He took a few steps forward, then doubled over in pain.

"Arggh"

He grimaced in pain, clutched his right arm, gritted his teeth and breathed rapidly and heavily. His eyes squeezed shut and opened again as the pain passed. He slowly stood up with a frown on his face and looking at his grasped arm.

"Damn, it's starting already. Why of all the times when I got here…"

He slowly walked towards the academy on the day becoming dark and storm colored.

Whew! It's finally done! Wow I worked on this one awhile. Anyways, the plot thickens next chapter, the outcasts contemplate on what to do next with this turn of events, and tensions run even higher between Dante and Moka, to the point where it could boil over into an all out war.

Please! Review! I needs it!