Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Knight! All rights belong to Matsuri Hino. However I do own my OCs: Nicola and Mimiru ... alright you too Takenouchi-san (you'll see in the chapter :P )

Author's note: Hello everyone! ^^ This is my debut here. After reading so many stories, I just had to try and make some of my own. I hope that through this, my experience will increase and my skills will improve. Most curious to see how I can handle the flow of a story and the characters, and not to mention the duty of updating and posting satisfying chapters. I would love for you to review, as I need to know the audience's opinion in order to see how far I can reach to you all and I would highly appreciate constructive criticism. No flaming though! ^^

This, being the first chapter, will serve as more of an introduction to Mimiru's life style, thoughts and personality and a bit of the other two OCs as well.

It was one of those usual, calm weather, peaceful school days. Within the walls of a certain bedroom, in a certain dormitory of a well known school, there was a girl whose appetite for such days were long gone. She prefered the confinement of her room than the classes she had to endure, though her little isolation never lasted long. Pacing and contemplating on her plans and soon to be actions, her attention was drawn towards the window. There was a lot of commotion going on, no doubt that time of the day when the famous switch between classes was made. You see, Cross Academy wasn't like every other school out there; students were separated into Day Class and Night Class. There shouldn't be any need to explain more since the names say it all. Strange though that the school grounds were also separated, but I guess it would have been for the best considering the way everyone reacted towards the Night Class students. The source of the commotion, this everyday commotion, was in fact the opening of a certain gate that would allow everyone a chance to catch a glimpse of those special students and even speak with them as they carry on to their own classes. The girls always went crazy and just like now, they huried over like a sale in a store.

"Hurry up! We just have to get up in front. Maybe I'll be able to talk to Idol-senpai!" one of them screamed with glee and the others proceded.

"No! I want to talk to Idol-senpai!"

"Wild-senpai is so cool! His expression is wonderful!"

"Wouldn't it be marvelous if one of us dated the Night Class? If only Kaname-sama wasn't such a gentleman ..."

"Ne, I'm thinking of becoming a model so I can work together with Shiki-sama. Everybody would be able to see us together." What the heck? They were easily satisfied with a smile, a word or even a slight touch. The girls at Cross Academy had a logic beyond Mimiru's comprehension. She had nothing against them, just couldn't understand the need to make such a big fuss over a couple of guys. You like someone? Keep it to yourself or keep the noise to a decent level. Sure, she'll admit they were good looking, graceful, had a high status in society which helped that prince-like glow and their thinking pattern wasn't too shabby, but she wouldn't want to get involved with them. A crush is different from love and a superficial relationship wouldn't end up anywhere, but again, she didn't feel anything special or the fact that the Night Class was special altogether. And different treatment than others, just because of status, seemed wrong for a school to her. Mimiru was grateful for the way she grew up, for her beliefs and liked the way she did things, even though ....

Her thoughts were interrupted when the bedroom door opened and a girl walked in. The newcomer was none other than Nicola Roberts, Mimiru's roommate also called Nikki by few. "You skipped classes again. One of these days you'll get in trouble." the new girl said in a detached tone while crashing on her bed. Nicola had sandy blonde hair that travelled across her back in slight waves reaching her waist, with a shorter lock of hair framing one side of her face and adding a little style by ending in a slight curl; her bang went sideways across her forehead from left to right and the light brown color in her eyes complimented her gentle appearance. The girl stood around 160cm (5'3") with nice body proportions she maintained daily. In Mimiru's eyes, Nicola looked like a princess with a good future ahead of her and truth be told she practically was like one. She was always going to class, except when seriously sick, always did her work and always took proper care of herself and her belongings. She had an upbringing of a lady and the looks to make it. It was a pretty big contrast in comparison to Mimiru's multiple class skipping experiences, lack of interest in lots of the subjects there and her average looking side of the room - she cleaned once a week, during which she often had a tendency to place stuff at a closer reach. Never one to watch her diet, she was grateful for a good metabolism, body constitution and her athletic nature. Mimiru's looks were also not the princess type in her opinion. Her red hair had been cut short reaching half way down her neck with uneven bangs covering her forehead, some of them reaching the spot between her eyes. Her hair was straight, but mind you not Cleopatra style, and usually tucked behind her ears, leaving her face to be framed on both sides by rebel locks. With a heigth of 165cm (5'5") and fit body, fair skin and brown eyes, some have labeled her the cute sporty type. Though her attitude was a double edged sword that some didn't know how to approach.

"Hey if they haven't punished me yet, then it's all good. The chairman is too kind to kick a poor homeless girl like me or any other student for that matter, unless they turn out to be a criminal." Mimiru said with a carefree smile. Her mother had died at childbirth, her father disappeared on her and there was little imformation about her family, so there was no other choice but placing the girl at an orphanage . Unlike other teenagers, Mimiru never felt sad or thought about it too much because she just couldn't miss someone she never met. From the moment of her birth she was placed under the care of blood strangers. In the earlier stages of her childhood she did hold that curiosity any normal human being would, but she learned from self experience that nobody would answer her wait or calls.

"You live so carelessly." Nikki stated, more like taunted, with a straight face to which Mimiru couldn't help but agree in her mind.

"Oh yeah, thanks for not rating out on me .... again." The blonde let out a small chuckle at this.

"It's true we live in different worlds and I don't accept your way of doing things. I couldn't take things for granted like you do nor could I behave the same. Sometimes I think it's not fair that you get to benefit so much from kindness and luck, while I try so hard ... but I don't hate you and I wouldn't gain anything by causing trouble, so I'll let fate decide."

"You really are the princess type, but in a good way." Mimiru made her way to her wardrobe and picked out an outfit to replace the school uniform she didn't get to use today. The red-head actually liked their uniform, it was one of the few good points the place had, besides the amazing courtyard. Mimiru undressed and began pulling on dark blue jeans shorts, a black tank top and a jeans jacket that stopped below her breasts. She didn't even bother changing her footwear since the usual school boots were comfortable. "This should do it." After a quick glance in the mirror, she grabbed a small brown backpack and headed for the door. "I'm going out now. I'm counting on you for the time being, okay Nikki? I'm sure you'll be able to take care of everything if anyone comes along. Bye bye!" With a shut of the door the blonde was left alone in the bedroom just like many times before, when Mimiru went on her little adventures.

"Seriously, that girl ... Since when did she start calling me Nikki? And she didn't even ask about any important news during classes either."

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In the meantime outside, Mimiru was dashing through the courtyard whenever she deemed the coast was clear and trying to be as stealthy as possible when she spotted someone. It wasn't a big deal since she always liked this sort of stuff and applied it whenever possible. Back in the old days at the orphanage, she would always sneak around looking for secret places. A bit of a tomboy or adventurer, you can call her whatever you want. In a few moments this girl would be free out in town. She had confidence that Nikki wouldn't say a word because what the blonde had said earlier was true, there was no benefit for ruining Mimiru's life.

Going through the main gate would be a problem and a stupid thing to do, but thankfully, Mimiru had and escape zone -the perfect place to leap the wall. The school grounds were quite large, which made her wonder why they didn't keep more security. There was that so called patrol the prefects did during the night, but apparently its main job was to keep the Day Class girls away from the Night Class dorms. "Yeah, that's the number one issue when considering the safety of your students." the red-head thought to herself. Just a few more feet and she wouldn't have to bother herself with the school for a few hours. A sudden rustle in the bushes startled Mimiru, forcing her to hide behind a tree in a state of alert.

"Meow!" "Huh?" To her great relief it was only a black cat. "A cat? What are you doing here?" Mimiru stepped out from her hiding spot and went to the little creature, but before she could reach out and pet him, the cat ran away. "Hey, wait! ... She left. Too bad, but I guess cats get scared easily by humans. She didn't look like a stray though." Mimiru carried on her way after the encounter, her curiosity not big enough to stop her from escaping. "Let's hope I get no more distractions."

"Hold it right there!" another sudden noise - a shout - came from her right and speaking of the devil earlier ...

"Oh great! How the heck did she find me? Am I losing my touch? ... No, it must be dumb bad luck ... or maybe the cat had something to do with it." Mimiru stopped in her tracks and turned towards the source of the voice.

"Just what do you think you're doing over here? You should be in your room." Yuuki Cross, the chairman's daughter and one of the two prefects guarding the school, was standing two meters away with her weapon out and ready.

"Yuuki Cross ..." the girl pondered for a second before showing off a bright smile "I was just taking a short walk. I hate staying inside for too long and it's still light outside so I don't have to be afraid. Ne, you won't tell anyone right? I didn't break any rules."

"But why are you taking a walk so far from the dorms if it's only a few minutes you want? Didn't you pay attention in class today?"

"Pay attention in class? Uhm, was there anything going on today? No, not that I know of, unless they announced it this very day. ... Maaaybe I sould have asked Nikki for the latest scoop." Mimiru sweat dropped at her carelessness. "Of course I paid attention. It was an important announcement, but I didn't think a couple of minutes would be so bad. Ne, Yuuki-chan can you forgive me on this one?" she placed her palms together and closed one of her eyes, tilting her head in a cute manner. She was going to try and win Yuuki's trust by playing the sweet and innocent look.

"That won't do! What's your name?"

"Oh come on. I really want to get out of here." "My name? That would be Saeki Mimiru. Ne, I promise i'll go back to my room like a good student, so how about you let me off easy?" she pleaded one more time.

"Well, you don't look like the usual girls that try and sneak to the Night Class ..."

"You mean those girls over there? Ara, they also have a camera? You don't think the're breaking some rule, do you?" she stated innocently with a tad surprised look for effect.

"What?! What are you girls doing there? ... Saeki-san you'll have to go back to the dorms alone." Yes, as hard as it was to believe, two Day Class girls happened to be roaming around with a camera. No doubt they were trying to take pictures of the Night Class students as the red-head stated. There was hardly a night in which they wouldn't try that. Sometimes they would take their time to make sure they could avoid the prefects, but it's like the two had psychic alarms planted in their heads for fan girls. Well they usually patroled closer to the Night Class dorms and not so soon after classes, which is why this was frustrating for Mimiru. To be caught now of all times, after so many escapades. Thankfully, Yuuki's attention got completely captured by the other two girls which allowed anyone who wanted to sneak out, the opportunity to continue what they were doing.

"Sorry girls, but it's for the best. Unlike me, you really should be more careful around here and you shouldn't center your life around those guys. Besides, not my fault today is the national day of bad luck." Not waiting for more interuptions Mimiru dashed ahead, climbed a willow tree and leaped over the wall with a smooth landing on her feet, knees bent and one hand on the ground for support. With a sprint she set out to town, slowing down to catch her breath once close enough. People were walking on the streets doing their rutine like shopping for groceries, lovers spending their time in a restaurant or cafe, kids playing around or buying sweets and the everyday men and women browsing for clothes, jewelry and so on. Things did tend to quiet down when night fell more deeply. Some of the townfolk were scared of walking around too late at night because of the rumors about mysterious attacks. And truthfully there had been reports of killings now and then. It wasn't as if Mimiru didn't pay attention to the news, considering she spent a lot of her time in a center of gossip, it's just that she told herself that as long as she kept her guard up, nothing bad could happen. Besides, she couldn't resist not eating a bowl of ramen from one of her favorite spots, Hanagakure - the center of gossip mentioned earlier and a good way to catch the latest news.

The small restaurant wasn't anything fancy and it certainly didn't catch attention right away as you walked. The place was shadowed by some houses, clothes shop, vegetable carts and you had to go down the actual side street to be able to properly see it. The restaurant had lots of regulars though and friendly costumers, besides that it was good for the type that aren't easily lured in by appearances. On the outside it looked pretty close to a japanese styled house except for the sign "Hanagakure" written in blue with cherry blossoms drawn around. Once inside, the walls were plated in wood, except for the kitchen area that you could see right ahead at the end surrounded by a counter for those prefering the bar-like style to the normal tables. The light was dim giving the place a nightly glow, but that was another thing Mimiru liked. She took her seat at the counter as always and ordered a serving of miso ramen.

"Mimiru! Nice to see you again! How was your day? Still the same old bore?" the owner and cook, Takenouchi-san, greeted her. The elderly man was in his late 50s, but yet single. He never had the chance of meeting that special someone to marry and still, the years never turned him bitter like others in the world. He was very kind and fun to be around with and very traditional as you could have seen from his japanese chef uniform as well. Takenouchi-san treated Mimiru like a daughter, even when he learned of the girl's skipping habits shortly after becoming a regular at the restaurant. He gave her a lecture at first, but time made it obvious that the girl could take care of herself. Not one to force people in doing what they don't want to, Takenouchi-san accepted Mimiru's way of life.

"Good evening, Takenouchi-san! You know me so well. Nothing fun happens at Cross Academy and I'm doing my best at not trying a few pranks." the man laughed at her statement.

"Not that exciting school life you thought, huh? But isn't there a lot of commotion going on everyday?"

"There is, but I wouldn't call it fun more than ridiculous. It's teenage hormones." Mimiru placed her head on the counter and sighed. She was obviously mentally tired of those commotions.

"My dear, aren't you a teenager yourself? Don't you have a crush at school like normal girls your age?" Mimiru straightened up at the comment.

"Like normal girls? Takenouchi-san, I don't know how to take that phrase. It felt like an insult... Ah! I knew it! You don't even consider me the same species as other girls!" she took a dramatic pose with her right hand blocking her face from view, which had turned sideways, and the other one outstreched horizontally from her body.

"Stop fooling around and eat your ramen. Remember it's dangerous if you stay out too late." A bowl of ramen was placed in front of Mimiru, who gladly began devouring it as soon as it touched the counter. Her mood was increasing with each bite and you could tell it from the smile that grew on her face that the food was as delicious as ever. It was a joy to the elderly man when she payed a visit. The athmosphere would lighten around the place and he could have something he never got the chance ... a family. "Welcome! What can I get you?" another customer had walked in and settled himself at the counter on Mimiru's right. Out of curiosity the girl turned her gaze towards the stranger, almost having a heart attack in the process.

"This very day, I shall name thy 'let's mess around with Mimiru', cause the whole world seems to be laughing at me. You gotta be kidding me! I get startled by a cat, then run into that girl and now HE shows up?!" Sitting right next to her was none other than the second Prefect, Kiryuu Zero. Why he was there was beyond the girl's understanding. She knew that nobody from the school ever came here because of the location and how most girls went for pastries or european food. "If I don't say anything, maybe he won't notice me." Apparently Zero had ordered himself a portion of ramen as well, though again it was beyond Mimiru why go here. She loved the place, yes, but she rarely saw the prefect out and especially at Hanagakure. All she knew was that she had to gulp down her remaining food as fast as she could and get the hell out of there ... without saying a word if possible.

"Haven't seen you before. And you look about Mimiru's age. Do you go to Cross Academy?" The concept of friendly ... sometimes a joy, sometimes a curse. Takenouchi-san, being himself, had decided to start a friendly conversation with the boy. At this point when Zero focused his eyes on the man, there was no doubt he caught a glimpse at the person on his left. The very same person that was now giving desperate looks and hand signs towards the chef.

"Are you trying to kill me here man?!"