Once more, I don't own Vampire Knight, that honor belongs to Matsuri Hino. I'm sorry if this chapter's a bit boring, it's a little talkative.

Chapter 3

Raven didn't have a concussion, but Takuma and Kaname wouldn't let her walk around much for the next couple of hours, and we were hesitant to let her sleep, just in case.

So we sat on the large couch in Kaname's study, and he had the maids serve us tea. Raven stared at hers in confusion as I drank mine down in a few minutes. Little known fact; I absolutely adore tea. Ray never tried it, though.

"So, what are your real names?" He asked patiently.

"I'm Savanna Harris, and her real name is Raven Monroe." I answered quietly, setting the cup down again once I'm done.

"Where are you two from? If you don't mind my asking, I'm curious as to the two of you wound up in a Vampiric auction." I looked down at the ground shyly. I picked at my nails.

"We're from the Midwest." Raven told him bluntly, before putting the untouched cup of tea on the table.

"It seems to me that Ichio had some kind of personal vendetta against you both. Would you mind explaining that to me?"

"Are you honestly telling me that you can't smell it?" I asked, incredulously. The scent of our parents, our Hunter parents, was very easy to tell. It was a signal that we weren't normal.

"The Hunters on you?" We nodded. "I thought it might have been from whatever led you to be captured."

"You're way off."

"Then enlighten me." I tucked a lock of hair behind my ear and folded my hands neatly in my lap. Raven had her heels off and her legs tucked under her, nervously pulling at her skirt.

"Both of us have low vampire blood in us, normally, of course, that wouldn't be an issue. Plenty of vampires marry and breed with humans. However, in our case, our human parent was a Hunter." He raised an eyebrow. I shrugged. "Hey, we can't pick who we're born to. Anyhow, so, we tend to stay out the normal social circles of our peers."

"Those bastards are cruel." Raven muttered, staring at nothing. Was she seriously alright?

"Pardon?"

"The bastards our age our cruel." She repeated, louder. "It's not fun, being isolated for something that you have no control over, especially when you yourself don't see an issue with it. But no. Did you know that it's feasibly possible to use jell-o as a projectile? Another fun fact, it takes two weeks to get out of hair. That was middle school. Then, high school; I can't count how many times people have picked open my locker and filled it was stuff. Savvy too. And the public humiliation is-"

"Enough!" She looked at me in confusion. "You aren't in your right mind, so please just let me talk for now. Kay?" She shrugged. "Try the tea, you'll like it." It's weird, seeing her like this. On a normal day, she acts middle age; right now I'm hanging out with a child though.

She shook her head and reached up a hand, curling a lock of her dark hair around her index finger loosely, a nervous tic of hers when she's either deep in thought or nervous or tired.

"For the most part we were raised in the Day World. The only time we had contact with vampires was when we went to see respective sides of our family. When we met each other a couple of years ago, we were so happy to have found one another," I smiled ruefully. "We've been inseparable since then.

"Since we were children, our parents, well in my case my mother did, trained us and honed our abilities. We don't have supernatural abilities, exactly, but we aren't like normal humans."

"Give me an example." Kaname told me.

"Most people get uncomfortable around us. It's the opposite of your natural ability to draw humans in. I think it's the fact that Hunter and Vampire DNA are so different but present in the both of us since birth instead of being forced upon us in later life. We've got enhanced physical capabilities as well; we're faster, stronger, and our mental capabilities are on a different level…in different aspects. Raven is probably going to wind up being the next Rowling or Picasso, whereas I'm more logically bent. Anyway, we've been keeping under the radar since we were infants."

"Why?"

"The Hunter Council isn't too keen on letting beings like us become a public knowledge. They wanted to take us for research purposes when we were infants. Our parents respectfully declined." Raven snorted.

"My mom tried to shoot the representative before attempting to rip his throat out." She laughed cynically. "My dad also stormed into the Head's office and told him that if he ever came near his family again he'd personally exterminate him like a common rat. That was the end of his career." She caught my glare and shrugged. "It's true."

"No one needs to know that. Now let me keep talking." She waved me off. "But then…everything, the semi-normalcy, is just gone. I don't know about her but…I got home from the bookstore, and I was ready to just go to bed. It was raining when I got home. My mom's car was home, which didn't set off any alarms right away…it was only when I'd locked the door behind me that I remembered she wasn't supposed to be home for another month at least. I was afraid, but I also thought she might have finished early. I went into the living room, and…" My throat seized up, and I started coughing. Raven touched my hand, her large green-brown eyes locked on mine.

"I saw my mom…she…someone decapitated her, and carved this…this sick smile into her face. Like the Black Dahlia. They gouged out her eyes, and tore out her tongue. The sick thing was; it had…make-up on. Like they'd done it, cleaned her remains up and then put it on display. I started screaming, and then there was a rag over my mouth, and the next thing I knew I was being processed for the auction." I shivered, and Ray gnawed on her nails.

"I'm so sorry for your loss, Miss Harris. It's terrible what you had to go through. What about you, Miss Monroe?" Her hair was curled tighter and faster as her eyes took on a slightly dazed look that had me worried.

"Don't want to talk about it…knocked me out too…then I was in the cage." She whispered. Was this the concussion talking or was she finally cracking under the stress of the last month or so?

"Do either of you have family that will be looking for you?" I shrugged; Adrian and Akira were probably the only family members that gave a damn. But I couldn't involve them in this in this stage of the game.

Right now all that I wanted was to find out who had done this to us; there was no way that this was a coincidence. I wanted to find them and kill them and make them suffer.

"Now, I have a question for the both of you." I pointed at them. "What are you planning to do with us?" I had to know right now if we were just going to be blood donors, or…something else. Oh please don't let them be that kind.

Kaname seemed to become offended really quickly, as did Takuma.

"Do you honestly believe that we would take advantage of two young women in your position?" He demanded, crossing his arms.

"How do I know that you aren't?" I replied quietly, tapping my fingers in a steady staccato.

"You don't. You just have to trust us, I suppose."

"Fine, I'll bite. What are you going to do with us, then?" I demanded, raising an eyebrow.

"Are you familiar with the terms of the Vampire underworld?" I shook my head. "By our law, any being that has been formally given the term 'slave'-"

"Will no longer be allowed to leave its master." Raven finished, I looked at her. "Hey, I paid attention during my dad's history lectures."

"But wait…we can't…"

"No. Ichio bought you both, but we are now legally your owners. Ordinarily, this wouldn't be an issue; if you were humans we would be able to release you easily. But I have a question for the both of you; when you were in the ring, did the holders ever perform some kind of rite, or give you a tattoo of some kind?"

"No, not that I…" I stopped

"NO! LET ME GO!" I screamed, trying to kick out, only to be silenced with a hard hook to the right side of my jaw, which had my head and vision spinning.

"Silence, brat. Amane codvo, fedva, nomine, idris."I screamed again as pain seared my back and raced through my blood, its fever passing through my system like the explosion of a star; rapid and searingly bright.

"Yes." I whispered faintly, the world swam before my eyes then settled as I took a deep breath. "Yes, they spoke some kind of language over me; I think it was a spell."

"What about you, Miss Monroe?" Raven shook her head.

"I don't remember if they did or not. I was in shock for a while, if you must know." I shoved her playfully.

"Please explain why you can't remove whatever they did to us." I asked, Kaname sighed and stood, beginning to pace the room slowly. I couldn't hear his footfalls.

I risked a glance at Takuma, who watched him with a concerned expression. His fair expressions were so different from the sophisticated ones of his friend. They were opposites in appearance.

"Vampiric binding spells are strong enough on humans, because their bloodline doesn't have any trace of the magic needed to normally sustain it to the full capacity; the spell is relatively easy to break. However, if the person the spell is performed on has any trace of vampire blood in them, the spell is dramatically stronger. It's nigh near impossible to release."

"So, we're stuck like this forever?" I shouted, shrilly.

"No. I'll do what I can to break the spell, but it'll take some time until I can. For now, you'll just have to attend school here." I gave an involuntary twitch and then covered my face with my hands.

"What exactly is this place? I can smell the humans here; doesn't the Hunter Society know about this?"

To my intense surprise, Kaname laughed, leaning over the couch to smirk at me.

"The Hunter Society is more aware of the existence of this academy then they are aware of the level E's wandering around. You see, Cross Academy is a school that promotes peace between the younger generation of vampires and humans. The Headmaster believes that by receiving an education in the same vicinity, with semi regular interactions, the bloodshed between humans and vampires may stop. Only two students know that there are vampires attending though."

"How does that work, exactly?"

"The normal humans attend day classes, whereas vampires attend Night Classes. All the Day Class is told is that we are an elite group."

"So we have to go to school here?" Raven asked, finally tuning back into the conversation.

"That's the only solution that I can think of, Miss Munroe. Perhaps you can think of something yourself?" He suggested politely. Raven actually seemed to think about it.

"I don't have a solution, but what about clothes and stuff?" I laughed. She looked really confused. "What? Except for the skank clothes that we're wearing, we've got nothing; it's a good question."

The sad thing is, the probably concussion one came up with this concern. It really was a good question, too. I looked at Kaname, raising an eyebrow.

"There's time for you both to get some clothes and some items. There's plenty of money in my account."

"Mine as well." Takuma agreed, smiling brightly. How in the hell could he smile in this situation?

"Now, I've got one last question for the both of you, and then I'll have a maid take you to a spare bedroom, alright?" I shrugged. "Your blood intake, how much is it and can you survive on blood tablets?"

"We don't even need blood, really." I admitted proudly, and then laughed at their dumbfounded expressions. "Blood is more like an unnecessary treat for the two of us. We don't crave it like normal Vampires, but more like a treat too expensive for us under normal circumstances." I told him plainly as Raven yawned, exposing her sharp canines.

"I believe that's your cue for bed, isn't it?"

"Probably."

The staff led us to a spare maid's room until they could get a couple of bedrooms ready for the two of us; the room was plain but comfortable. Someone had produced a pair of pajamas for each of us, and they were left folded, one on each bed. We were high up, and in the distance I saw the sky beginning to get light.

Raven shrugged out of her hooker boots and clothes, and into the warm looking, cotton pajamas that were a size big on her. She practically dove under the covers, burrowing under them until only the top of her dark head was visible. I took my time; savoring the semi freedom we'd been granted.

Somehow, thanks to whatever God there was, we'd managed to find our way to a couple of decent vampires who wouldn't treat us like possessions or use us as sex slaves. Really, it was no less than a miracle, now that I think about it.

I curled up under the covers to, after drawing the curtains so the light wouldn't creep in.

No One's POV

Takuma watched Kaname from the doorway to his study as he announced the news of what had occurred after the rest of the Night Class had gone to class.

The spectrum of reactions had been from confusion to shock to outrage.

He followed him back into his office and locked the door behind them, not really sure how to ask his question.

"Kaname, are you…what exactly are you planning to do with those girls?" He asked hesitantly, ready to back off the subject if Kaname took offense.

Currently he was studying his chessboard, beginning a new game mechanically. He could almost see the cogs working in his mind, trying to figure out the next move against himself.

"They'll be important pieces for the game, I know it." Takuma nodded, but didn't ask anymore.

Really, he wasn't quite sure if he wanted to know.

My friend Envy wrote this. Again I give Credit where Credit is due. read and review!