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Summary: The Night Class has returned to Academy with Yuuki in tow. What will reactions be like?
(edit:) Will now have a very loose plot, but a longer story-a Kenshin/Vampire Knight crossover-will eventually follow (and Ryuuji will also be there!-see later chapters). It won't be posted 'till I'm almost done writing it, so it will probably be better (and updated a lot more frequently).

Yes, yes, I know this theme has been done before, but it's been itching in the back of my mind ever since I came out of my writer's block a couple days ago. Please enjoy!

Yuuki didn't know whether to be bored, excited, or feeling dreadful. After a bit of consideration, she decided to just live in the moment. Kaname was sitting here beside her, after all. She snuggled a little closer and smiled.

"Something wrong, Yuuki?" He asked in his deep, velvety voice.

"No, Oni- I mean, Kaname," they had decided that Yuuki would go by 'Cross' during this trip, just to avoid unnecessary explanations. They were a couple, after all, and she didn't want to be under constant scrutiny, just because her fiancé happened to be her brother. Still, the word came unbidden to her lips.

The car slowed along with the sound of gravel, eventually coming to a stop. A few curious students came out to see the visitors, though the guys just ended up gawking at the car, and the girls immediately began whispering. Yuuki was simply glad for the tainted windows, since her side of the car was in direct sunlight.

Cross Kaien came prancing down the drive singing, "Yuuki, Kaname, is that you? Come out, come out, wherever you are!"

Yuuki sighed. "This is what I was worried about," she tried to cast the warmth out of her voice and sound sarcastic, but judging by Kaname's reply, it wasn't very successful.

"That's what makes you love him so much," Kaname replied. He always saw straight to the matter at hand.

Yuuki smiled briefly, but ruined it with another sigh. "I guess it's time to face the music, huh? Let's get this over with."

Cain stepped out of the driver's seat and came to the right-hand side of the car, opening the door for the Kurans.

Her acute senses heard the reaction to the two handsome men, for Kaname had stepped out of the car before her. The fairly good-sized crowd gasped, and there was a low buzz of conversation, and a bunch of guys started to slink away, seeing all their dreams fly out the window. They stopped, frozen in their tracks, when she stood up, holding onto Cain's helping hand.

Yuuki had never been vain. The only opinions she truly cared about was Kaname's and her few friends, mainly the original group that had attended the Cross Academy Night Class.

Yet, the silence from the onlookers was strangely satisfying. She almost felt smug, and these feelings unsettled her. Who was she to care what strangers thought of her? And they were strangers. She couldn't see one of the original Day Class. It was too hard to shake off the self-sacrificing character of so many years.

Preoccupied with her feelings, she didn't dodge Chairman Cross as he dived into her arms. "Oh, my daughter, you've come home at last!"

The stunned silence dissolved at this revelation. The mumbling was starting to get on her nerves when her father beckoned them towards the familiar school. The students parted and they murmurs died wherever they happened to be in the living aisle. Obviously, Cross Academy didn't get very many visitors, or at least, not ones like them. Yuuki mentally stomped on the smugness that started to arise again.

The Chairman led the teens to his study, where it looked like he'd actually been doing his paperwork for once. He handed each of them about fifteen or twenty sheets of paper, neatly stapled together. "Those are the registration papers and surveys for the Night Class. Of course, the Day Class receives only a third of those."

The man rummaged around in his desk while the three students tucked the papers into their bags. He produced a cardboard box. "These are the other booklets and hand guides for the Night Class that has yet to arrive, which is basically everyone but you. There will be plenty of new additions this year.

"Also, the order forms for your uniforms are in that booklet, so don't be handing that in late, y'hear?"

Kaien stared at them critically, then embraced Yuuki again. Harder this time, more serious and forceful, as if he was scared to lose her again. "I love you," he whispered in her ear.

Then he was gone, skipping down the hall cheerfully and yelling over his shoulder. "Your group arrives right before dawn tonight, and the rest arrive tomorrow! I have a few things to take care of, so get yourselves settled, 'kay?"

Yuuki sighed in relief, glad she wouldn't burst into tears. She looked up at Kaname questioningly, whose arm she had unconsciously draped herself over. It was his turn to sigh.

"Yes, we'll go. I did promise, after all. Cain, could you take the box to the front foyer in the Moon Dorms? Get yourself some sleep."

"Night," he yawned and dropped their bags into a small cart he had thought to bring along, just for baggage.

Yuuki felt a little guilty at forgetting her unobtrusive friend, but it was short lived. There were more pressing matters at hand. She tugged on Kaname's arm and leaned towards him. "Come on! While it's still light out and I can grab some sleep!"

Kaname eyed Yuuki and gave her a sad smile as he swung her up in his arms and opened the window. He leapt to the ground, but neither of them felt any repercussions.

"Oh, very human!" Yuuki remarked sarcastically. She giggled.

Kaname smiled again, more humorously this time, and put her down. They took off hand in hand, faster than the eye could see.

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Yuuki paused for a moment, glanced at Kaname, then knocked on the Sun Dorm door with her upraised hand. A girl opened the door, and seemed flustered at the appearance of two of the teens that were probably the talk of the Dorm for the last hour.

"Could you lead us to Wakaba Sayori's room, please? We would greatly appreciate it."

-

Once again, Yuuki found herself hesitating. She decided to clear away the uncertainty, however, so it did not last long. She knocked.

The muffled voice in the other room sent a thrill of pleasure coursing down her spine. Gods, it had been so long!

"Yori? I'd like to speak with you, please."

Silence reined on the other side of the door. Slowly, the door creaked open, and a wide-eyed blond girl stared out at them. "Yuuki?" She asked in disbelief. Something seemed to dawn on her. "Yuuki!"

The best friends rushed each other and hugged, laughing and crying at the same time. "We've so much to catch up on!" giggled an excited Yuuki.

"Come! Come inside…" Yori paused, realizing for the first time they were not alone. Her cheeks turned a rosy pink. "…both of you." Her voice seemed a little more subdued now, but her excitement could not be contained for long. She pulled on Yuuki's hand and towed them into familiar surroundings.

The room she had shared with Yori for so long was unchanged. The beds, desks, drawers… something within called to her soul, somewhere deep down, from simpler days.

Yuuki was brought out of her thoughts abruptly when she heard her friend's voice again.

"So, what brings my vampire best friend and her vampire boyfriend here in the middle of the afternoon?"

Okay, this probably sucks because I only have time to scan over it for spelling and a few changes here or there, but I felt I should probably start posting something. Please review, since this is my first story on the site. I have the second chapter almost finished, I just have to type it up, make a few changes, and check spelling. I've got school right now though, so you'll have to wait a bit :'(
Also, I can't remember how everyone addresses each other (except the purebloods :p) so I'll just be using the names I remember being used for them the most often.