Disclaimer: If I owned either Naruto or Vampire Knight, do you think I would be doing a fanfiction on them?
Chapter One
The sound of slamming woke a four-year-old child, and he sat up, rubbing his eyes tiredly while looking around in confusion. What had woken him up? But then, as he listened, the screaming stopped abruptly, leaving a deafening silence that made the boy shiver unconsciously. He got up silently, his barely forming vampire senses stretching as far as they could go to find some sort of confirmation of life around him.
Opening the door silently, the little boy crept down the corridor without making a noise. He didn’t know what was happening, but his caasan had told him to always watch his step. ‘You don’t want to alert the enemy, ne?’ she had asked him, and he had nodded, even though he didn’t get it. Why would they have enemies? She had sighed when he asked. ‘We’re different from others,’ she told him patiently. ‘They don’t like us because we’re different from them.’
The little boy stopped at the end of the hallway and listened. His brows crinkled but then relaxed when he heard his caasan’s voice, but he frowned again as he listened. The tone of her voice made him tense slightly; something wasn’t right. He peeked into the other room curiously, and couldn’t contain a gasp when he got a sight of the room.
The walls, curtains, everything was covered in blood. Then, as the realization hit him, so did the smell. The vampire in him licked its lips in anticipation but he fought off the hunger as he looked to the middle of the room, where his mother sat, huddled over a bloody figure that the boy identified to be his father. But, no, it couldn’t have been. His father was strong and no one could have brought him down like that.
The little boy soon realized that his mother was scratched up as well, and his confusion and horror became apparent on his tiny face. His mother was strong as well, even though she wasn’t as strong as his otousan. What had happened?
But soon he heard a laugh and glancing around automatically before seeing the black shroud by the nearly black curtains. His eyes widened even more when he saw the bloody silver dagger held securely in the man’s left hand.
As if sensing him, his mother and the man turned to look at him at the same time. His mother looked as if she wanted to cry as he watched and there was no disguising the fear or the haunted gleam in her ruby eyes. She quickly looked back at the man and screamed at him, but the boy couldn’t hear. He had turned to look at the man before paralyzing terror consumed him.
The man was smiling at him, and the boy tried to scream but couldn’t. The smile sent warnings screaming through his head. That was the only thing apparent on him; his creepy smile.
Such evilness shouldn’t be allowed in your house, said a voice inside his head. He paid no attention to it as he gazed in trepidation.
But soon the man stopped looking at him and walked to where his mother and father lay. He was aware of how his mother was yelling at him, telling him to run as far as he could, but something held him to the spot.
He couldn’t break free as he watched the man throw his father across the room. His otousan smashed against the wall with a sickening snap, causing paintings and artifacts to follow him down to the ground. A slap echoed through the room and the boy watched as his mother fell to the floor screaming, the man falling on top of her. And the boy was forced to watch as the evil man did things to his mother, causing her to cry out from pain.
It was something that would give him nightmares for years to come and the boy found that he couldn’t take his mother being in pain. Rage and hate swirled in his belly, making him forget that suffocating fear that had held him rooted until now. His eyes glowed with an unnatural red, showing his vampiric heritage for all to see. And, suddenly, he was free.
Fangs exposed, he snarled and ran at the man, all but a blur. The man didn’t know what hit him until he was down on the ground rolling with pain. The boy looked down, a cold smile gracing his normally innocent lips. His right arm swung down, and he let the wind cut up the body painfully. After the screaming had died down, the boy blinked at what he had done.
“My son…” He looked quickly towards the voice of his mother and ran to her side as she coughed weakly.
“We…are…Pure Bloods.”
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Zero pressed his lips tightly together as he glared at the cluster of girls in front of the Night Class gates. He rubbed his nose unconsciously, as if trying to hold back the oncoming migraine starting to form in his head. He had the sudden impulse to just leave, but then he would be leaving innocents with bloodsuckers.
Not that he was alone. The Perfect across from him looked as if he already had a migraine, eye twitching when he heard something from his fangirls, who watched him with rabid hungry eyes. That was Uchiha Sasuke, and he had already tried to scare off his devoted worshippers(not like it worked XD).
From what Zero had heard, both of their pasts had something to do with family members getting killed by vampires, and Zero knew that whenever given the chance, Sasuke would do anything to eliminate all the bloodsuckers that inhabited the planet… not that Zero wouldn’t do the same.
He was pulled out of his thoughts when he heard a familiar clang that told him of the gates opening. He walked quickly in front of the girls as a boundary line they couldn’t pass, and if one did, normally his glare would make the unlucky girl go scurry back into the crowd.
Zero watched with stony eyes as the Night Class exited the gates. Dislike seeped through his every pore as he glared at Kuran Kaname, the president that kept the other vampires “in line”. Zero could have snorted. As if vampires could be kept in line at all. They were damned creatures, unable to take orders. The only reason they were pretty was simple; it was easier to lure prey. There was no way the Night Class could handle going around without real blood. They weren’t used to restraint unlike Zero.
The noble vampires were glaring at him as if he were a pest that was annoying them, and Zero smirked.
He watched as Kaname glanced questioningly at him, but there was an unmistakable warning in those rich wine eyes. Zero glared harder at him.
Soon the vampires were gone and, as the girl groups diminished, Sasuke walked passed Zero with a look that had him trying to figure out what the dark-haired Perfect was thinking. Even when he had met the Uchiha years ago, the boy was still an enigma as he had been.
Zero patrolled the school quietly as the sun set, and he began to feel just a tiny bit tired when a gust of wind wafted by, causing him to shiver somewhat. It wasn’t like it was cold or anything, but the wind had brought a sense of bad feeling with it, causing Zero to feel the same sense of dread that had appeared that night so many years ago. His hunter senses screamed danger at him, and his body tensed slightly. Something big was going to happen, and soon.
Suddenly there was a rustle of leaves by the branches on Zero’s left, and he tensed more as he shot into position. He soon relaxed when he recognized Sasuke coming toward him, but raised an eyebrow at the other Perfect’s disgruntled expression.
“Chairman-sama wants to see us in his office right away.” Sasuke said, scowling. “I barely stopped myself from hurting him when he appeared out of nowhere right after that dreadful feeling.”
Zero pursed his lips as he started walking with the other Perfect to where the Chairman’s office was. So he hadn’t been the only to feel that horror that had been floating in the air. If it was one thing that Zero had learned, there were no such things as coincidences and he would have to start being more careful than normal.
As they walked, both Zero and Sasuke noticed a head of dark hair headed in the same direction and tensed, but soon relaxed. They both knew that Kaname paid the Chairman a few visits from time to time, but yet it seemed a little suspicious for them to all be headed there at the same time. So that left one thing clear, something was up, and it was big enough to get the Perfects and vampires involved.
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“I’m glad that you all could make it.”
The words were spoken solemnly from a normally cheery headmaster. Unblinking eyes settled on the three other occupants in the room, and the tension in the room coiled like a snake getting ready to strike out at the idiot who had disturbed it.
“This information that I’m about to tell you is of the utmost importance. You will keep this secret with everyone but,” Chairman Cross looked at Kaname, “the noble vampires.” Kaname nodded slightly, and gestured for him to start again.
“A new student will arrive tomorrow to start out in the Night Class.”
There was a question in the air, but the three kept quiet because they sensed something else that would be more shocking than that. After all, having a new student wasn’t a huge deal.
Another vampire, Zero thought, disgusted. As if they needed more bloodsuckers here! As if sensing what he was thinking, Chairman Cross sent him a warning glance that appeared more menacing than ever seen before. Zero scowled at him before Cross continued.
“But he isn’t a regular vampire,” The Chairman’s voice sounded weird, as if he were in a daze, “He’s a Pure Blood that comes from a family that was supposedly wiped out hundreds of years before we were even born.
“Actually, I’m pretty sure that there are still tales about their family. The family name was Namikaze.”
“Really?” Kaname drawled out, both eye brows rising. “I have heard about that blood line before. Hypothetically it was said they not only had vampire blood but shifter blood. Could that have been true?”
Cross shifted in his seat with a frown. “We actually don’t know if that’s true or not nor do we know how they got wiped out in the first place. All we do know is that the person who killed everyone else was from another line like the Kuran’s.”
“Mr. Cross,” Kaname said, eyes narrowing slightly, “I hope you don’t think that the Kuran line would do something so despicable.”
“No, no. Of course not, but while I don’t suspect, we cannot rule anyone out.”
“Certainly,” the Pureblood said graciously. “Please continue.”
“The Perfects, Vampire Nobles, and Kaname-sama will go and greet the new student at seven in the evening. He is a little… eccentric. You will probably have to find him somewhere besides the main gate. But don’t treat him like royalty,” Chairman Cross warned. “He hates that kind of thing.”
“Che.” Sasuke muttered as he shifted in his seat.
As they got up to leave, the Chairman called them back.
“Oh, and, his name is Uzumaki Naruto.”
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The next day…
Sparkling blue eyes traced outlines of the clouds in the sky as they passed overhead. As the passenger shook his head slightly, sunshine-colored hair shifted in front of his gaze and he absent-mindedly brushed them aside.
“Ne ne, is this school really worth going to, otou-san?” he asked Iruka idly.
“Of course, Naruto-kun. Not only that but you’ll be able to be around other vampires.”
Naruto sighed, his gaze moving from the sky to the father-like figure in front of him. Iruka had been very kind to him after finding him in the streets all those years ago. Not only that, but Iruka was human, and yet he had accepted Naruto even after learning his secret.
“Just remember, if they call me Naruto-sama, I won’t be accountable for any damages done,” he warned Iruka slightly before turning back to look at the sky.
By the time they got to Cross Academy the sun had already started to set. Everyone was either outside relaxing or taking some time to visit friends.
Driving past all these student made Naruto feel slightly anxious. It wasn’t like he was new with the whole moving thing; he just didn’t like it. He would have to make friends all over again, just like all the other times. Not only that but he would have to get used to the new school system, and his new schedule.
“You can just stop anywhere,” Naruto told Iruka as he put on his Ray-Ban sunglasses. The dark lenses glinted in the sun as he opened the door, vehicle still moving. Once the car stopped moving he got out onto the sidewalk and waited for his guardian to come out as well. They still had to hide his bags before he went exploring.
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Zero walked around the academy with a tense, stiff posture while looking for his Perfect partner. It was time they had to find that other vampire, and he didn’t like this one bit.
“Konichiwa, Perfect-san!” a male voice chirped out, and Zero found himself looking at a beautiful youth who had blonde hair that substituted the sun and blue eyes pretty enough to be called jewels.
Zero’s hunter senses screamed vampire, and he instantly narrowed his gaze upon the student he had never seen before. He pulled his gun, the Bloody Rose, out and pointed it at the male teen.
“Maa,” the blonde tsk-ed, “It’s not nice to point guns at people.” Zero noticed the choice of words and smirked.
“But you’re not exactly human, are you?” The guy smiled easily.
“No, not exactly. You can say I’m… vegetarian though.” The smiled became a full-blown grin, a cheeky one at that.
“Really now?” Zero asked drolly, raising an eyebrow. “I wasn’t aware vampire could go vegetarian.”
“If they couldn’t,” the blonde said, grin plastered permanently on his face, “then how come you’re still alive? And for that matter, still Level D?”
Zero’s eyes narrowed dangerously, all dry amusement gone in a heartbeat. But before he could try and take a shot at the student with the Bloody Rose, telltale footsteps were heard. He watched as the student grinned at the new arrivals and it was then that Zero noticed something lurking in that blue gaze. A type of heartbreaking emotion sealed up so tight it would take someone with amazing observation skills to see.
“Vampire.” Sasuke hissed out from gritted teeth.
“Nice to meet you too,” Naruto said sourly, sticking his tongue out childishly at the other Perfect.
It was then that Naruto turned his eyes from Sasuke, that he noticed the other Pure Blood vampire standing at the end of the clearing with vampire Nobles surrounding him. Blue gaze met rich dark wine with a tingling awareness, but Naruto shook it off.
“Naruto-san,” Kaname said, smiling very slightly. “Cross Academy welcomes you.”
