You know that feeling of life grabbing you by your collar, staring you dead on and then exploding in your face. Well yeah, so that is kinda what happened to me. After the recovery period, I have been trying to clean it up, but it's all over the walls and the ceiling, so I will continue to try and post as often as I am able, but trust me, when you get a big glop of life that falls on you from the ceiling, at first you run around shouting "the sky is falling, the sky is falling" and then you calm down and go take a shower, yup… so… how about them run on sentences….

Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Knight or its characters.

Warnings: swearing, slightly crackish (but it still makes sense, kinda), and crass humor

6 months later

Din, yes that was the word, the word to describe the cacophony of inane chatter, squeals, and proclamations-of-devotion issuing from all of those irritating little fan-girls and boys currently gathered around the gate. Yes, the weekend had come and gone, and the one day of absence from this absurd ritual seemed to have only heightened the fools' anticipation for what lay beyond the gate. Kain found himself shaking his head at those gathered behind him, their jittery energy palpable in the air. Resting his hands in his pockets Kain chanced a glance at his cousin, the one who got him into this mess in the first place.

Aidou stood stiff, eyes narrowed in suspicion, while he scowled, the whole picture making him resemble a paranoid kitten. The odd image made Kain feel slightly better, especially as he recalled how they got into this whole mess.

It all started with the first day he heard Zero yelp…yes, what a day that was…

~Flashback~

It had been about two months after Aidou had come blathering to him about how he witnessed Kaname and Yuuki end their relationship.

Overall, a low-grade agitation had built up in the group; especially with all of the new recruits having the first true touches of thirst after switching over to blood-tablets, with the addition of the pureblood auras riling up a whole bunch of emotions, almost everyone was at their whit's end. And with the air beginning to chill as autumn descended upon them, irritation was even beginning to creep in on everyone's favorite pass-time, class-change-over. There was still plenty of shoving to get to the front of the gates, but now, there was little anticipation, little joy, only desire remained. It had been darkened by the sheer intensity of everyone's need. Yes, it had been the end to those dark days.

Kain could hear some of the day class fangirls chattering about fashion, make-up, dry skin, crushes etc. on the other side of the gates when Aidou grumbled "I mean what's so great about Kiryuu?"

Lightly cuffing Aidou upside the head, Kain had to hold back a smirk at the irony. "Hanabusa, with that scowl, you're seriously starting to resemble Kiryuu."

"Kain, you do your cousin too much credit with such a comment," Sadayo whispered as he passed by without stopping, the crowd parting for him.

Kain watched as Aidou's face flushed and fists clenched at the comment.

"Pay him no mind Aidou-kun," Kawakami's cheerful voice sounded, whose arm now casually rested on Aidou's shoulder, "I mean, he's right, but he shouldn't be so rude about it." Kawakami smiled it Aidou, ruffled his already mussed hair, and took off through the crowd, gracefully weaving past bodies, occasionally tapping someone on the shoulder but disappearing before they noticed who had done so, leaving a small trail of confusion in his wake.

"Despite what you're thinking Aidou, it's not an insult," a melodic feminine voice sounded next to him, "it's simply a statement of fact, you mustn't take it personally." Shiroyama stood between Kain and Aidou, staring after Kawakami, with her usual cool posture of nonchalance and aura not hinting at the slightest of emotions. Kain was briefly captivated, when her eyes flitted up to meet his and then over to Aidou, "even I cannot compare with Kiryuu's beauty; therefore Aidou, I would recommend that you not take objective truth as insult, you are a scientist after all. Vanity should hold no charge with you." With that Shiroyama followed the wake of confusion, her calm easing into others as she passed them.

It was subtle, but somehow the three seemed a bit more cheerful today, perhaps because Kaname was too busy for class change-over today. Kain wasn't quite sure, but there seemed to be some conspiratorial energy between the three that had eased some of the tension.

Then Kain again felt an aura of irritation crash into him and looked over to see Kiyomizu, who had a slight pout to his lips and squint to his eyes. Kiyomizu met his gaze "well don't look at me, I don't know what the hell they are planning, I'm her cousin and she won't even let me in on it."

As the sound of bell's echoed over the noise of the crowd anticipation for the ritual opening of the gates began to thicken the air. And with the creak of the gate hinges the tension snapped, to reveal the hunter himself, a gaggle of girls and boy, and Kioshi, who had been groveling at Zero's feet for the past two months.

As per usual Sadayo's long, elegant strides quickly took him to Zero's side, where a group of girls nearly passed out, Kawakami happily pranced his way over and slung his arm around Zero, which the hunter quickly tried to disengage from, and that's when it happened. Kain wasn't even quiet sure when Shiroyama arrived at the group currently harassing the hunter, but when Zero yelped and quickly tried to squirm away from something Kain noticed that Shiroyama's hand, for all her polite manners, and civilities, was planted firmly on Zero's ass.

Well, as expected the hunter moved away and his hand slid up to his breast-pocket, but there he had to stop, and his scowl deepened, there were too many Day Class students about, Bloody Rose was a no-no. Besides, Zero's brow seemed to wrinkle in confusion as he realized who it was who groped him. Everyone expected such behavior from Sadayo, yes, Kawakami, kinda, but Shiroyama? Maybe she and Sadayo were a good match after all. Kain's eyes looked over to Kiyomizu, and his face was blanched of all color, not that he had much to begin with, as his mouth hung open. Meanwhile, his attention was directed back to the three purebloods.

"So how does it feel?" Sadayo asked Shiroyama with a suggestive quirk to the eyebrow, and Zero's gaze jerked towards him, even as his face flushed a deeper hue of pink, at the moment too mortified to form words.

Shiroyama was looking down at her hand and flexing her fingers as if she was missing something. "Well…" she began, her voice seemed a little lost, then she looked up at Sadayo, "it's hard to describe perfection."

"Try for me dear," Sadayo encouraged. Moving towards Shiroyama and bringing her groping hand up to his check. Kain couldn't help but note, that this was probably the closest Sadayo would ever get to being "cheek-to-cheek" with the hunter, in a manner of speaking.

At that Zero had enough, "That's it, get to…"

But Shiroyama started speaking and Zero seemed to have lost his voice, much to his own great confusion. "It's firm, almost tight, and warm, and has just the right amount of resistance when you press into the flesh of it."

Zero's face was starting to turn a color that could make a flamingo jealous when a familiar aura, one that commanded respect and exuded power, crawled slowly up Kain's vertebrae straightening his spine as it climbed. Kaname approached, and from the feel of it, he was not happy. And just as Kaname was beginning to make his way to the front of the crowd Kain saw Aidou twitch and noticed several heads turned toward a group of girls, which was unusual since Zero was still present. Then Kain noticed it too, blood. Kain looked toward a girl whose eyes seemed slightly glazed and had blood dripping from her nose, her entire face flushed from what she just heard, and she wasn't the only one.

~End Flashback~

Kain would forever fondly remember that day as 'the day Zero's ass almost caused a small massacre'. He snorted slightly, as at the recollection. Anyways, after that Kaname had been furious, the three purebloods got in trouble, turns out the whole thing was Kawakami's idea to try and lighten the mood, but he hadn't thought about the cold weather leading to dry skin and an increase in nosebleeds. He also didn't realize that from then on, the number of Night Class students trying to grope Zero would more than quadruple. And so, Kaname thought it best if the Night Class had a couple prefects of its own, and Aidou had volunteered them.

At first it was a disaster. Kain held up his part, but Aidou, being small had a little bit of difficulty guiding the students, but within two days he, being a genius, had his tactics down. A boy who had dared to shove passed Aidou, only to have his wrist grabbed and arm nearly twisted off by the still peeved hunter, then had his genitalia frozen in a block of ice as soon as he stepped foot in the classroom. When a girl laughed and said it didn't work the same with girls Aidou froze her hair, and that was the end of it. He was actually a surprisingly good prefect.

Kain heard the bell's chime and turned his attention towards the gates. Yes, another fiasco was about to begin.

Author's Note:

I am sorry I have taken forever, and yes this is an incredibly short chapter, and there is not much development, but I do plan on continuing this story; I am determined to finish it, but as I said, life still is falling all over the place, so ... yeah.