Hey, guys! GOTA and I have made a new special called the Vampire Chronicles. Still the same special but involves yandere vampires. In this particular story, Izuku is targeted by the Low End Girls, a ruthless group of girls that seek after one thing (and you guys can take a strong guess). However, Izuku's sole friend, Hitoshi Shinsou, is doing whatever it takes from making it happen (and you can take a strong guess on what this, too, is going). Enjoy!

Class concluded for the day as class 1-C student, Hitoshi Shinsou, gathered her books as she prepared to go and study with Izuku Midoriya. Excited as she looked forward to spending another evening with her unrequited love, she rushed past her classmates as she was beelining her way to Izuku's locker as he always waited so they could leave together.

As she pondered on what kind of dinner and dessert to make for the cinnamon roll, she made a corner to the lockers when she saw a startling surprise.

There were four girls cornering Izuku, surrounding him at his locker. She was familiar with each of them - Yaoyorozu, Ashido, Jirou, and Uraraka. Sporting their tightened, unregulated uniforms, exposing their busts to the public, and their skirts way above their knees, the girls aimed their sights as the emerald-haired teen sat in the center as he tried to leave.

Not liking the sight, Shinsou slammed her hand against the locker. Upon doing so, the girls simultaneously turned their heads to the origin of the noise.

"What reason are you here for Izuku," asked Shinsou. She wanted to be brash, but decided to remain subtle. Only what the girls she nicknamed the Low End Girls wanted from him. They were parasites, cheats, con artists, using others as gofers to serve at their every whim. Despite going to the principal, there was nothing that could be done. There weren't any witnesses to contest them. Yes, they were beautiful. Of course, they have glamor and charm. To Shinsou, whatever other guy or girl they want to use was their business.

However, Izuku was her business.

Shinsou stood unrelenting, especially when there was silence from the girls. "Oh, you guys can't speak English. Let me speak in a language that thots like yourselves could understand." She slammed the locker, creating a large indenture. Surprisingly enough, and maybe a coincidence, the locker-in-question belonged to Yaoyorozu. "What reason do you girls have with Midoriya?"

Yaoyorozu looked onto the others. Nodding her head to them, the girls relinquished themselves, separating from Izuku. Yaoyorozu made her leave as she approached Shinsou. "Nothing, sweetness!" She turned to the others. "Nothing at all. Just wanted a lovely tet-o-tet." She made a chuckle. "What's your excuse, Shinsou?"

She coughed. "I think we've already established my reason. What I want to know about what you're doing? Is there enough real estate out here and your greediness can't be contained." Her eyes were on Izuku. "I don't care what you do to the others, but back off of him."

The aggressive tone led the other girls to back Yaoyorozu, who was obviously their leader. Yaoyorozu pursed her lips when hearing such strong and defensive words. "And what if I say no, Shinsou. I don't see you making him your familiar. As you said, this is free real estate and I don't see Shinsou's name on this." She clicked her tongue as she smirked. "What's the matter? Midoriya isn't giving you the permission to claim him?"

A snarl noise was produced, followed by the glowing yellow eyes of the gray-haired girl. Immediately, her canines retracted her fangs, exposing it to the others. "Choose your next words wisely, Yaoyorozu. Or so help me, God, I will be feasting upon it." She made a bigger indent onto Momo's locker. "Stay the hell away from Izuku! He can be anyone's familiar. But I will be damn sure that he isn't yours or these fucking skanks here. He isn't a toy to be used and discarded like all the other trash here." She blew into Yaoyorozu's face. "Now, let's try this one more time. What in the hell are you doing with Midoriya?"

Shinsou's glowing eyes remained unmoved. Even as the girls exposed their fangs in case of defense, the ponytailed-brunette raised her left hand. She gave the peace sign, causing the others to disperse. "Nothing, Shinsou. Nothing at all. Just saying hello to the guy. He is adorable." She stroked Shinsou's cheek as she aggressively brushed past her. The girls followed Momo as they went to parts unknown or whatever place to find guys to spool their threads or unsuspecting lechers to disappear.

Seeing the threats scurrying away, Shinsou came to Izuku's aid. She rushed and embraced the teen. "Midoriya, is everything all right?"

Midoriya released a pleasant smile. "Sure, what other reason wouldn't I be?"

Just hearing his cheery and pleasant voice was enough to give the teen diabetes. Amazing that he has only been in this school for a few days and already the target of many predators at this school.

Midoriya was a recent transfer to this school. This school catered specifically to those of the vampire kind. Somewhere in the transfer, there was a glitch in the system and Izuku ended up here. Upon entering the school, he was a target from day one. Vampires can taste the fresh blood and the sweetness it contains. Not only his naivete, appearance, and meek personality contributes to their wanting a taste, it was his overall smile.

That alone made Shinsou in her mind to protect him. No way she was going to see him being handled by some random stranger.

That was reserved for her.

"Those girls didn't do anything bad to you, didn't they," asked Shinsou worriedly. She placed her hands around him, seeing that there weren't any scratches or bruises. Izuku began giggling. "Hitoshi-chan, that tickles!"

Once again, her heart wanted to melt. She gnashed her teeth as she tried not to fall into the fray of temptation.

"Sorry, Midoriya," replied Hitoshi cautiously. "What did they want?"

"The girls," replied Izuku. "Oh! They wanted to know if I could come to their tea party after school." He whistled loudly. "Golly, only just got here and you girls have already wanted to have fun. It sounds exciting."

If only Izuku knew that not only was he a minority as being a human, but also a minority as he was one of few males in the school. It wasn't until a year ago when the school became co-ed. It was common with female-on-female interaction between vampire and human. Ever since males were allowed to enter the school, the interactions have grown since males were considered sweeter than females. However, it is much sweeter when there is a male of a pure heart.

As if Izuku Midoriya was Michael Jordan, he served as a contender back-to-back in qualifications.

Shinsou took Midoriya's hand. "Sweetheart. Those kinds of tea parties I wouldn't recommend." She clicked her tongue. "Quite hostile, dangerous, and without adult supervision could be very risky."

Izuku stared blankly at Shinsou. "Yaoyorozu told me that Kayama-sensei would be supervising. She says that it would be very safe and we will have fun."

Kayama-sensei was the worst example of supervision. Next to Yaoyorozu, the Pro Hero 18+ was worse as she had no remorse on which neck she could suckle. Be as it was male or female, if the blood was sweet, she would eat. That was part of the reason why Shinsou kept close to Midoriya in every setting as possible. Even in the gym, she would find ways to serve as a monitor in case of prying eyes and tempting hands wanted to steer him off-course.

She crossed her arms. "Just trust me, Midoriya! I have been long enough to know when there are good places to go and where there aren't good places." She flicked his forehead. "Okay, Icchan?"

He produced his smile. "Okay, Hitoshi-chan!"

Shinsou decided to help Izuku with his things and grabbed his backpack. "Have you decided what you wanted you to make for dinner?"

"Could we have your famous pancakes for dinner?"

"The Valkyrie Special?"

"Yes, yes!"

"Okay! Would you want some milk tea with that?"

Izuku was hopping for joy. "A thousand times yes!"

"All right, kiddo!"

Shinsou ruffled Izuku's hair as they headed out of the school together. She was thankful that their dorms were adjacent to each other. Since his transfer, there weren't any more rooms available in the male dorm, so Izuku has a private dorm in the female dorms. Because Nezu saw a connection between Izuku and Hitoshi, he made Hitoshi responsible as a student advisor so that his transition to this demi-human/monster school would be a great experience for the sixteen-year-old.

Despite her unrequited feelings for him, Midoriya was like a kid brother to the vampire teen. Despite her attraction leaning toward girls, Midoriya somehow broke the curve. His mannerisms, the sparks in his eyes, his view of the world gave her hope that there were people that didn't view them as predators and pests of society.

That alone made Hitoshi fall in love with him.

Izuku held her umbrella, making her blush as he became automatically aware of her sensitivity to sunlight.

"How are you enjoying your time here, Icchan?"

Izuku put his finger to his lip. "Great! Just got to get use of how this human-demi-human interaction works. Just today, I mistakenly drank blood and thought it was cherry gelatin."

Hitoshi covered her mouth to hide her laughter. "It is always great to read before you pick."

"I know! I know!"

"That's okay! Just let me be with you next time so I can help you."

"Hey! I'm sixteen-years-old! I can help myself."

Principal Nezu informed Hitoshi that despite Izuku's age, his appearance and personality is of a junior high student. The intel that was collected in his previous school, he was involved in an incident with a vampire that led him to be traumatized. It was because of that incident that he is currently acting in such a way. The details pertaining to the incident remained classified, but the huge detail left out was it was a female vampire and she didn't attend that school. In Nezu's words, it was as though that Izuku was specifically targeted.

Hitoshi stood in front of Izuku, pausing him in his tracks. "Listen, sweetness. Remember that I told you that I will watch over and protect you. I got you in everything, you hear me?!"

"But, but…." She flicked his nose.

"No buts! Remember I am here to watch over you. Understood?!"

"Yes, Hitoshi-chan!"

She kissed him on his forehead. "There's my Icchan." She pointed to the grocery store. "We need to go and gather some ingredients. Want to help your sis?!"

"Sure," he said happily.

The duo sprinted into the grocery store as they acquired their items for the evening. Meanwhile and unbeknownst to them, a certain group of people were scoping their every move, acquiring what they needed to retrieve an item that couldn't be found at the grocery store.

An exclusive item that was for a limited time only.

"That fucking shrew of a tuna processing factory!"

Yaoyorozu didn't appear grimaced as she took a sip of a hot barley tea with a shot of blood as they were sitting into the adjacent cafe. She listened as Ashido was making harsh comments about Shinsou. "Why does that cunt think she runs the show? Wasn't she swaying toward girls before him?" Her binoculars were crackling as she continued observing the duo. "What makes her so cool that this kid would become attracted to her?"

"In the ranks of authority, Shinsou does outrank us," answered Ochako.

"That doesn't mean anything to me," retorted Ashido. "I don't bow down anybody but to my mistress, Yaoyorozu and to our leader. My question is what does Midoriya see in Shinsou?"

"What makes you think Midoriya likes Shinsou?" Jiro was sitting on the couch. She relaxed as her legs were spread while a female student they discovered on the way here was tending to her womanly needs. The blonde student proceeded licking on Jirou's pussy, nibbling on her bean, making slobbering noises. Jirou hissed into the pleasure, pressing the blonde's head more into her pussy. "Knowing this kid, he is just any naive kid that goes after their senpai."

"Isn't he the same age," questioned Ashido.

"Not in the head," answered Uraraka. Ochako was sitting across from Momo as she was pouring herself another cup of tea. She sighed. "I can hear it in his voice. And I can smell it in his blood. This kid is of a pure heart." She crossed her legs. "So, it doesn't surprise me that there are so many of us fighting to have a taste."

"There is a bidding war as we speak," said Jirou as she pulled the girl's shirt over her as she fondled her breasts. "We convinced the girls from 1-B to back off and the girls of 1-C know better. They still owe us from a previous bout with the last boy. A damn shame that he transferred, never getting the taste of my pink pudding." She began nibbling onto the teen's tits.

"Kayama-sensei tells us that we can't strike unless we get permission," said Mina. "There are rules and we can't force him, especially off-campus. Also, we need Kayama-sensei's blessing!"

"Wits and charm persuaded the others to do our bidding," retorted Ochako. "What makes Hitoshi so special that makes Izuku's untouchable?"

Momo developed a strong sigh. "You've answered it yourself, Ochako. Izuku is of pure heart. Which means, he instinctively finds those he leans onto for support. In other words, despite his naivete, his heart knows where to lean on?"

"From that Hitoshi bitch," retorted Jirou.

"A connection is a connection," replied Yaoyorozu. "The more they hang, the stronger the bond." She crossed her legs. "It wouldn't surprise me if Midoriya becomes a familiar to Shinsou." She snapped her fingers. Out of the darkness, another student appeared in the mist. Naked with the exception of a blue bow and blue panties came holding a tea tray. "Izuku's blood is sweet because of his pure heart." She extended her hand, inserting it into the girl's pussy. The girl flinched as she felt her labia spreading open. Momo smiled as she felt the pussy juices flowing onto her soft hand. "However, the blood tastes sweeter when it gives a taste of womanly pleasure." She applied the juices to her mouth, enjoying the essence of every savory taste.

"What's the verdict," asked Ashido inquisitively.

"Easy, Ashido. Like we do to all of the others, we will take it," answered Momo assertively.

"What about the rules," questioned Ochako.

Momo snapped her fingers, commanding the girl to lower her stance and to get on her knees. Momo raised her skirt to allow the girl entry. "Good thing about rules! Loopholes can be found." She moaned lightly as the girl partook onto her pussy. "Let me have time to think about it and before night's end, Midoriya will be ours."

"Please think quickly," replied Jirou. "For it has been awhile since I have received a manly taste." She stopped as she felt the surgeness of her climax. She shuddered, relieving her juices all over the girl's face.

"Like I've said, Jirou, give me time," replied Momo.

For when we get Midoriya, he will never escape from our web. We will train him to the point where his only sense of taste are our juices.

Meanwhile….

Izuku was grabbing the milk from the dairy aisle when he produced a sneeze. Shinsou turned to Izuku. "You're okay, sweetness?"

Using his shirt to wipe his nose, he nodded in compliance. "Yeah! Just felt that someone was talking about me."

Hitoshi produced a smile as she put the eggs into the cart. "I wouldn't be so worried about it. C'mon, it's getting late and we do have a quiz to study for, young man."

"Okay, Hitoshi-chan!"

Hitoshi could sense trouble in the mist. Although she was in a higher rank position, it didn't take a genius to know that she was being watched.

The Low End Girls would always find a cesspit or a hole to crawl into to track Izuku. I am watching over him and he is mine. Unlike you guys, he is going to be loved. He will be my familiar and my blood doll. I will be certain and, on the grave of Pyrrha, that you won't put your filthy paws on him.

To be continued….

BD: God, we have been terribly busy. We still need to finish other yandere stories from this series.

GOTA: We will! We are still tying loose ends on stories we've written years ago.

BD: So much to think as we are still adjusting to moving to a new city and you're eating for two. Also, real life and stuff.

GOTA: We will get through this. I am just glad we can write something for the meantime. Stay tuned!