Okay okay I lied! But seriously, I REALLY WANT MORE REVIEWS!

This is going to be a mainly Yukia pov so you can get to know our newest character!

AND YESSSSS SHE WILL MEET HADIRAN SOMETIME SOON!

Do you guys think I should do this in a series or have this whole book be, like, 400+ chapters?

"Yukia! Time to wake up!" My mom called from the kitchen. I groaned and sat up, rubbing my eyes tiredly. I got out of bed and rummaged through my closet, trying to find my uniform. This was my first day at True Blood Academy, and I wanted to make a good impression. I slipped into my clothes and brushed out my tangled hair. I frowned- It was almost waist-length. "I'll have to ask mom to get an appointment soon," I muttered and after I was satisfied my auburn hair was no longer tangled, I wove it into a fish tail. I applied some mascara and a bit of blush, then grabbed my bible and headed downstairs. Ichiro whistled when he saw me. "Who's the lucky guy?" He teased, and I shot him a look.

Mom sighed at his antics. "Ichiro, be nice to your sister for once." She said and put a plate full of American-style pancakes on my plate. My mouth watered at the delicious smell- we didn't usually eat pancakes, but Mom made them for special occasions for me, since I was born in America and all, hence my auburn hair. Ichiro is a year older than me and a complete pain in the ass, but he's also protective of me, and we usually get along. Ichiro is also adopted, from Vietnam, so he looks more Japanese. I, on the other hand, have bright blue eyes, never-going-to-go-away freckles on my cheeks and a bold personality. Ichiro is more shy, but he warms up around people eventually. Mom adopted us because she was unable to have kids, and she said we just stood out to her.

"Where's Dad?" I asked, frowning at Ichiro, who was stuffing his face full. He grew up in an orphanage for seven years, and Mom said she couldn't take another baby, so when she met him, hunched quietly in the corner, she said I ran to him and gave him a big hug, then asked "Can we keep him?" So Mom signed the adoption papers, and viola! I had an older brother.

"Out on a mission," Mom said calmly, but I could detect the fear in her voice. Ichiro and I exchanged a glance, and I quickly stood up to comfort her, Ichiro following suit. "Mom, don't worry." I said. "Dad's the Paladin- he'll be fine." Mom took a shaky breath and nodded, wiping her eyes. She stood there, then clapped her hands. "Your father isn't going to like it if you two get to school late- Yukia, get Zero and One, and Ichiro, don't forget your K'alik(1). Ichiro rolled his eyes, but was smiling. "Yes Mom," He said and ran upstairs to do as she asked. I opened the basement door and whistled a low yet upbeat tune. Almost instantly, my faithful fox familiars were at my side and running my legs affectialetly.

"Where are we going today?" Zero asked me excitedly, bouncing a little. He was younger than One, and was eager to go sight-seeing. Assiah was like wonderland to them, unlike their Gehenna, a place with red skys and no sun. Instead, most things that grew there was evil or poisonous. It was a place of kill or be killed, which made me feel sorry for them. The demons that came to Assiah only wanted a safe place to be, and we Exorcists were sending them back to hell, pun intended.

I grabbed my Soul Eater themed book bag and was about to head out the door when Mom tapped my shoulder and handed me my scythe. "Don't want to forget this, do we?" She teased. I rubbed the back of my neck sheepishly and muttered "Reveal." Instantly, the long metallic rod my mom had given me transformed into a long, double-edged scythe. Satisfied my weapon was in working order, I said "Conceal," and it turned back into a two foot rod again. I slipped it into my bag and ran down the sidewalk to the bus stop, my familiars following me.

My jaw dropped when I saw the inside of the school. It was huge! And oddly decorated, but it was pretty old. I glanced at the paper again. Classroom Four. I finally found the damn room after fifteen minutes, then opened the door and walked inside.

I saw at least seven people inside- three girls and four boys. One of the girls with bright yellow eyes and ash grey colored hair perked up when she saw me, and motioned for me to sit on the bench next to her. I obliged, and she gave me a smile. "I'm Azure," She introduced. "Yukia Okumura." I answered. I studied her. She couldn't be much older than ten.

She pointed to the others. "That girl over there is Shura-" She said and pointed to a girl with bright red hair and yellow/orange tied tips. She was wearing a skimpy red bikini and a small jean vest and short shorts. Her eyes were a deep brown, and she gave me a kind wave.

"That's Shiro-" She said and pointed to the girl sitting next to Shura. Her hair was a light blue with blue/purple streaks, and was completely straight, unlike Shura's, who's hair was wavy and seemed to go all over the place. She was wearing a dark blue bikini top and black short-shorts, and had a black overcoat on with a light blue star on the back. She acknowledged Azure with a curt nod, no smile on her face. "Shura and Shiro are twins," Azure explained.

"Then there's Suguro-" She said and pointed to a boy with brown hair done in an American Mohawk, and dyed blonde on the top. He was arguing with another boy with light blue hair done in pig tails at the back, holding a K'alick similar to Ichiro's. "The boy he's arguing with is Astarte-" Azure sighed when a shorter boy with buzz cut black hair was trying to get them to stop arguing. "And that there is Yasha." I blinked. "He is name is Demon?" Azure nodded. "He was found when he was seven years old with a demon hound- apparently they'd raised him for five years."

I watched Yasha, transfixed. His eyes were a dull blood red, and his teeth were sharp and defined. He looked around my age, but the thing that caught my attention the most was the way Coal Tars hovered over him.

Suddenly the door burst open, and a man with long blonde hair wearing a white tunic with a sword in his belt announced "Hello class! I am your new teacher, Authur Angel. My job will to make sure all seven of you survive your first year!"

I paled. "Survive? What does he mean by that?" Azure shrugged, and Shura snickered. " 'Ey baldy!" She yelled. "Can we get started yet?"

Angel deadpanned, but nodded. "Yes we can, and I am not bald, see? Perfect crop of long, luxurious golden hair right here." He said, and to demonstrate his point, ran his fingers through his hair.

I face palmed, and Shiro just sighed. This is gonna be one hell of a year.

(1) Shima's staff thingy.