AUTHORS NOTE: If you have read this story before the changes I made, a prologue was added and it plays a part in the story line. Thank you!
Chapter Two: Boobs, Stalkers, and Scaredy Cats…oh my!
The clock in the hallway struck twelve, its monotone gong echoing throughout the mansion. Two figures walked down the carpeted hallway. The first was a man of average height, his body decorated in a white suit. Behind him followed a woman, much shorter and frail being in her elder days. Though the man strode quietly, she was not, a small humming noise coming from her mouth along with a few mumbles of words one could not make out.
"Quiet witch!" he hissed, but she showed no sign of being frightened or that she was going to listen. Instead, she smiled, her toothless grin a creepy one, and a small cackle escaped her. Clearly she wasn't all there, but the Master of the house did not seem to take notice, keeping her for his uses regardless of her odd behavior.
As they reached the end of the hallway, he straightened his suit, a tad bit frightened to be doing this, but felt he had no other choice. After a few moments, he reached out his hand and knocked on the door, waiting silently for permission to carry on.
"Come in…" a voice finally spoke, and the man readily obeyed it, opening the door and stepping inside.
"Master…a word please…it's a matter of urgency."
Behind a rather large cherry oak desk sat a tall, lean man, sharp features upon his face, his deep red eyes soulless and empty. At the moment, his eyes were locked onto the darkness outside of his window, and even upon being addressed, he did not turn, the back of his black leather chair still facing the pair.
"This better be good." he finally spoke, his low tenor like voice finally breaking the silence between them. A hint of annoyance could also be detected in his tone, for those who lived in his household knew that when he was in his private study, no one must ever, ever disturb him.
"I am sorry." the man spoke, bowing slightly. "I do not mean to intrude, but the Seer has some rather…interesting news, my Lord…news that could not wait."
The Master's look remained unchanging as he continued to stare out into the night, legs crossed and hands folded neatly as he waited to hear what pitiful excuse the other had.
"Do tell me what news is so important that you had to disturb me in the one place I ask all to never bother me in."
The man shuffled uncomfortably in place before continuing.
"I am very sorry, my Lord. I know you are not to be bothered when you are in here, but this really could not wait. Though I find the news hard to believe myself, I-"
"You wasting time, Soren." he spoke, becoming a bit more impatient.
Soren gave another slight bow, taking a small breath before continuing.
"It's the girl, sir…the girl still lives."
"What girl?"
"The Akashiya child, my Lord…she is still alive…and apparently now residing at Yokai…"
The Master was silent for a moment, showing no sign he was affected by the news.
"That news would be false." he finally said. "She was killed long ago. Zerek said he saw her die."
"Then he must have lied sir, for the witch is speaking otherwise."
"Zerek was one of the most well-trained assassins in this family before his death last year. What makes you think I-"
"The mirror never lies."
A sing-songy voice broke the argument between the two, and was the cause for the Master to finally turn around, standing and walking over to them in silence. Stopping in front of them, he looked down at the old woman with a look that would intimidate everyone else, but not her.
"You saw her in your mirror…" he spoke. "The child?"
The woman nodded her head, her toothless grin still showing.
"The child is there, the child is alive, you plan had failed, she never died!"
The unmoved glance of the Master suddenly shifted to anger.
"That's impossible. How can you be certain…the things you have seen in that mirror in the past have only been glimpses of what could be, and sometimes things that once were, not always things that are true."
"She is not lying." Soren replied. From inside his suit coat pocket, he pulled out a photo, one of a little girl. "I pulled up all the files and photos of all those attending Yokai, and she pointed this one out."
The Master took it for a moment, staring at it before spatting back with more annoyance.
"Are you both fools? The child was a spitting image of her mother…silver hair, red eyes, this child does not look like the one I know was killed off."
"The child still looks like her Mother, but a seal makes her look like another."
Both men looked down at the woman who was back to humming and muttering words, an occasional cackle escaping her every now and then.
"….A seal?"
"A seal is right, her powers locked tight. She is still alive, your men did lie! Such fools, such fools are you all, payment for your nasty deed will soon come to call!"
"Enough!" his voice was now raised, the picture crumpled in his hand as he turned and stormed off, once again facing the window, a look of concern and uncertainty on his face. "I still don't believe it…I need more proof….be gone…the both of you."
"But sir-"
"I said be gone!"
Without another word, Soren bowed, the old woman cackling loudly, still shouting the words, "Such fools" as she walked out. Before Soren could fully leave, the Master stopped him.
"Soren…"
"Yes, my Lord."
"Fetch the boy and send him here. We will get to the bottom of this once and for all. I still don't believe it, but just in case that filthy blooded brat still lives…"
"The boy, sir? But how-"
"Do not question me."
"Yes, my Lord. My apologies. I will fetch him now."
And with that, Soren left the room.
When all was quiet, he took his seat once more, the look of concern still on his face. If what he was told was true, it had to be fixed. The pureness of the vampire race would not be tainted, however, like last time, he had to be careful. If the High Council and found out what they had done…
"This is why we must be sure…" he whispered. "We must be sure…"
~Yokai Academy~
"So…lost…"
Bearing her new blue school uniform, a very lost sixth grader glanced at her schedule with worried eyes. After rereading the numbers to her homeroom again, she looked back up and scanned the hallway. It was in this moment she was glad she left the dorm early for she had no clue where she was.
"Room 307…307…where's 307?"
Leave it to her to get lost on her first day. She now wished Kiya was with her for that cat was her only sense of comfort, but she knew it couldn't come to classes.
"307…this should not be so hard to find."
As if on cue, she felt a poke in the back of her head, causing her to jump slightly before turning.
"Did you say 307?"
She turned and opened her mouth to answer, but when she did so, she ended up losing her voice, forgetting what she was going to say. Why? Well…
"Oh my holy boobs…"
And oh yes, they were nice. Very nice. A little on the small side, but well-shaped, comfortable looking…she almost wanted to snuggle them…
"Hello?"
The voice that had previously spoken to her now snapped her back to reality, her own baby browns locking with the midnight black ones in front of her. Realizing what had happened, she attempted to speak again only to have a series of squeaks and gawking noises come pouring out.
"U-um…I…and…I was…and the…"
A smirk grew on the taller girls face.
"It's ok. I don't mind if you look at them at all! I mean, they are quite nice. Only twelve years old and they've already started developing."
A huge blush decorated Misaki's face, her eyes now staring at the ground out of pure embarrassment.
"Oi, ease up, will ya?"
She felt another poke, this time on her forehead, and looked back up again. "They're just boobs. All girls have them."
"I don't…" the vampire said to herself, glancing down at her flat chest.
"Anyways, what was the room number you were looking for?"
Though still slightly dazed, she managed to speak normally this time.
"307…it's my homeroom."
"Oh really? Mine, too! Looks like we're classmates!"
It was in that moment did she realize the other girl was wearing the same blue uniform she was. She also noticed a stick like object in her hand, the top in the shape of a moon.
"A wand…" she thought. "Just like Granny had…she must be a witch."
One would think she would catch onto these details sooner, but with her mind being snatched by the boobs…I mean…come on…need I say more?
Catching to where Misaki's glance now was, she giggled a little and held her wand out a bit more.
"If you're thinking what I think you are, then you are right! I'm a witch! Naomi Sendo is the name! Who are you?"
"Um…Misaki… It's Misaki Fumiko."
"Misaki…" Speaking that name made her silent for a moment, but that sure didn't last long. "Well nice to meet ya, Misaki! Say, you want to head to class together?"
"Uh, sure…I'm kind of a little lost anyways…"
"No prob! I know this school like the back of my hand. My Mom teaches The History of Witches here! I'll show you the way, though we have to make one pit stop before we get there if you don't mind. Need to pick up a friend of mine who is also in our class. I think she is with her Mom, who is the P.E instructor, in the gym."
Misaki gave a little shrug in reply.
"I don't mind."
"Well all right then, come on!"
Following in silence, Misaki fiddled with the strap of her messenger bag, her nerves starting to get the best of her. She really wasn't good with other people, and already with the first person she met, she had made a fool out of herself. She didn't seem to mind though which was good for her. Like she needed to get in trouble for gawking at a girl's boobs on her first day.
"So, where ya from, Misaki? I live not far from here myself. Only about ten minutes out!"
"Well, to be honest, I've been living in the human world with my Grandmother."
"Really? That's so cool! One of my Aunt's lived there for a while before coming back to the monster world permanently. Well, she's not biologically my Aunt seeing as she is a vampire, but I pretty much grew up around her. Her and my Mom are friends along with three other teachers that are here. Well, one is a counselor, but still, you get what I mean."
"Another vampire?"
She had never met another vampire in her life, let alone another monster for that matter, well, aside from her grams, so the thought of possibly meeting someone else like her never really occurred to the young girl.
"I wonder if that vampire has her powers…"
This thought caused her gaze to travel down to the hidden silver necklace she was wearing; a star pendant with a green crystal ball like object in the center. She was given it a few months or so after being taken in by her Grandmother.
"Granny, what is that?"
A little silver haired, red eyed girl looked up at the elderly woman with a puzzling gaze.
"This is a very special pendant my dear, and made just for you. You said you loved the shape of a star, am I right?"
The girl nodded eagerly, reaching for the object that was now being held to her, eyeing it closely as she turned it about in her hands,
"Really? Just for me?"
"Mhm! See, you remember that conversation we had about humans and vampires? That even though there is peace, it's best to blend if living here?"
The little one nodded, though her gaze was still locked on the item.
"Well, what this necklace will do is seal your vampire powers, changing your appearance as well so you may blend better."
Misaki finally pulled her gaze away and stared up at her Grandmother, cocking her head a little in confusion.
"Seal them? What does that mean?"
"It means that the powers you have now, your strength and such, will go away, along with things about your appearance. You will still crave blood and need it, but other than that, everything else will be locked away."
The girl furrowed her eyebrows, thinking hard and trying to make sense of things.
"Will…I ever get them back?"
"Yes, one day, I am sure you will. You see, there is something else special about it. Once it is on, no one, not even me, will be able to pull it off. No one will be able to unseal your powers…not one but your real Mother and Father."
"My Mommy and Daddy? But, I don't have any parents."
"Oh, but you do sweet child, you do. Parents who love you very much. Believe me when I say they are alive, and that one day, you will find them, and when you do, you will know they're your real parents by the ability to remove your seal."
And after that night, she never saw her old self again, a single picture the only thing she had left depicting her old appearance. She also never did figure out how her Grandmother knew her parents were alive, but then again, she was still very young, and at the time, everything was still kind of fuzzy to her thanks to her lack of memory, and with the new change and all, the thought of who her real parents were kind of slipped her mind. When she did start thinking about it more, she ended up just not caring, under the impression her parents just didn't care either. Why would she want them back anyways if they clearly didn't want her? Granted, her Grandmother said they loved her, but she didn't believe that was true. If it was, why weren't they with her anymore?
"Boy, you zone out a lot, don't you?"
Snapping back out of her daydream, she blushed yet again, almost bumping into Naomi.
"S-sorry. I was uh, I was just…"
"It's ok, really. I was just teasing! Anyways, we're here!"
Looking to her side, she found herself facing a very wide open gym.
"Oi, Auntie! We're looking for your spawn!"
Silence answered the calls, leaving the black haired female slightly confused.
"She's got to be here…Auntie Kurumu?"
"She's not here. She left to go run and errand before classes began."
"Nyaa!"
Now normally, Misaki wouldn't be so jumpy when hearing someone else speak, however, when the voice is literally an inch away from your ear, well, that's a whole other story…not to mention the cold chill that ran down her spine. Turning, she found a purple haired female, close to her height, standing right behind her.
"You're hair smells good, you know that?" she said in an almost monotone voice. "I really like it. I haven't smelt that in a long time. Milk and honey, right?"
"U-uh, wh-what, who are you? And why are you standing so close?"
"Reiko-chaaaan, can you not scare someone off on the first day? Misaki, this is Reiko Shirayuki, another childhood friend I grew up with who is also in our class. Her Mother is a music teacher here. Reiko, this is Misaki."
Reiko, ignoring the first comment, kept her eyes glued on the other, a small smile on her face.
"You're name is Misaki, too? It's nice to meet you." She held out her hand to shake.
"My n-name, too? And…uh….yeah…you as well…" she said softly, taking the girl's hand in her own only to pull away quickly.
"Holy jeeze, your hands are freezing!"
"Sorry about that…it's the snow woman in me…by the way…can I sniff your hair again?"
"Snow wo-….no!"
"Reiko, did you see the direction Auntie Kurumu went in, or rather, do you know where Chiyo-chan is?
"Mmm…I saw Chiyo down in the library when I was stalking there a bit ago."
"Stalking? She stalks people…on purpose?!"
"Well…that sounds about right…she is a nerd. Well, to the library it is then. Sorry Misaki, looks like one more stop."
"It's all right…" she mumbled, staying a little closer to Naomi to avoid being near the other girl who kept staring at her, and continued to do so down the halls.
"Is she…ok?" Misaki whispered.
"What? Reiko? Oh yeah, she's always been like that. Takes after her Mother. She has a tendency to stalk people, though her sudden infatuation for you is a bit of a change. She usually doesn't single people out so quickly, but here she is unable to take her eyes off you."
"Great….just…great..."
Thankfully the walk to the library wasn't that long and they found the girl they were looking for quickly, however, she felt herself being pulled behind a shelf before they approached her, an evil grin on the witch's face.
"Watch this."
And with that, Naomi stalked off quietly, placing herself right behind a blue haired female who seemed occupied in a book.
"Here we go again…" mumbled Reiko.
"And….boo!"
"Eeeeeep!"
And there went the book, flying in mid - air while the girl went diving behind the table, slowly peeking out her head when she realized who it was.
"N-Naomi-Ch-chan…why m-must you always s-scare me like that?"
"Cause it makes me giggle! I swear, it's like your Mother says, you're the shyest and most easily scared succubus in existence, but hey, that's why we love you. Anyways, we were coming to get you for class. Also, there's someone I want you to meet. Come on out guys!"
Misaki slowly made her way out, walking over and standing beside Naomi with Reiko, very much to her dismay, on her other side.
"Chiyo-Chan, meet Misaki! Misaki, this is Chiyo. Chiyo-Chan, Misaki is also in our class. She was lost, so I thought we could all bring her there."
With a slight tremble, she came out of her hiding spot and gave a small bow, letting out a meek 'hello' as she did so.
"Hi…" she went to take a small step towards the girl, but ended up kicking the book that was thrown. Not wanting it to get ruined, she bent down to pick it up.
"Why am I not surprised it's you lot causing the commotion?"
"Auntie Moka! Uncle Tsukune! What? Come on, you know you get a kick out of scaring Chiyo sometimes, too."
"Not really." Tsukune answered with a meek laugh, scratching the back of his head.
"You're such a pain, Naomi." came Moka's reply, her arms crossed over her chest as she stared down at the girl with a stern gaze.
"Hey, you know you love me. Anyways, you best get used to me even more! All of us actually! We're all in your homeroom this year! And we have you for English!"
"Oh joy…"
"Mhm! Oh, along with this girl, too. We just met her. Hey you!"
After placing the book on the shelf, she turned at Naomi's call.
"Misaki, this is the other Aunt I was talking about. The one that's a vampire. She's also our homeroom teacher! And this is our Uncle who, believe it or not, is a human!"
She went and locked gazes with the adult female, ready to bow respectively, but when she took in the image of the woman, she froze. Just…froze. It was not the image in was expecting for it was an image she had seen once before.
"Silver hair…red eyes…that face…that's…like…"
It was like an adult version of what she used to look like.
"You…"
She was so taken off guard that she didn't even realize she had spoken out loud, nor that there were still others around her. And if the image wasn't enough the confuse her, the smell coming from the woman helped it out.
"Why does she smell familiar? I know that scent from somewhere…but…"
"Me what?"
Misaki, out of her well known daze moment, looked around to find everyone else staring at her with some confusion.
"Me what?" the woman asked again, eyes furrowing slightly. She herself also carried a look of confusion, but it a different way, a way the girl couldn't quite describe.
"Um…you…you…"
"You look like me…the old me…"
"Well?"
"You…you…"
"Your scent…I know that scent from somewhere…and his scent…his, too."
"Spit it out already!"
"You…you…you smell funny."
With all the other things she had wanted to say, she found she couldn't, wanting to keep herself hidden for some reason, so instead…
"Yeah…you smell funny…"
…...
"Bahahahahahahahahaha!"
Naomi's laughter broke the silence between them all. The witch was literally going to tears with the giggles.
"Holy jeeze, I was so not expecting that. Way to impress your homeroom teacher right off the bat. I like you already, Misaki, I like you already."
Moka, not at all amused by this, took a step forward, ready to spat at the girl.
"You little-"
Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!
"Bell!" shouted Naomi. "Time to run! Seriously…we need to run…now."
And with that, she grabbed both Chiyo and Misaki by the arms and pulled them away.
"Come on, Reiko! We'll see you around, Uncle Tsukune! And we will see you very soon Auntie Moka!"
And with the good byes, they dashed out of the library.
"Oh damn. That was hilarious Misaki" Naomi told her. " I was so not expecting that from you. I get a feeling homeroom and English is going to be a hell of a lot of fun with you in it."
"Yeah…" she said softly, and though they were going one way, she couldn't help but look back. Classes hadn't even begun and already quite a few things happened. First she got caught looking at boobs, then she met someone who wanted to sniff her hair, then a girl who seemed to freak over anything, and now, a woman who had the same features she did when she was younger, and as they continued, the words from her Grandmother ran through her head.
"Yokai Academy will offer you many things, including the thing you will need most of all."