Empathy and Hesitation

Author's note: ok everyone know I haven't been writing any at all for a long time, due to loss of files and Microsoft office, but point is I'm back and kicking off a new story, but if you don't like mine, go read Maddog170's story, it's a good one, now on to the first chapter.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything of Rosario Vampire, if I did this would be capu3, ok?

Chapter 1

"You'll need to fill out these forms and sign here, and you'll be on your way." Said an older woman handing the forms to Luca. "If you have any questions, please see me at the booth."

Luca only nodded to her statement as she walked away. Luca Kyokan was a young Yuki-Otoko or snow boy in simpler terms. He wore faded blue jeans with a black silk hoodie covering his upper body, which strangely fitted his snow white skin and white mixed with blue hair. At the moment he is filling out forms to move to a new school he had been invited to, Yokai Academy.

The letter simply stated that they would be honored to have him as their first Yuki-Otoko to attend the school. As he completed the form and handed it to the older woman at the booth, he sat back down in his chair and looked out the office window, gazing at the Italian café down the street.

Before he even walked in the office, he had been quick to grab a cold coffee from said place, one of the few things he had enjoyed in this small town. All his life since the small age of seven, he had lived alone in this town, after his father had died nine years earlier.

He remembers why his father left the place he once called home, mainly because of the traditions that would of caused young Luca to be hounded by the girls of the village to be his mate. Luckily, his father took him from such a cruel fate, and even though he still had full ownership of his family home in the snow village, he never felt the need to return.

Home. The word had different meanings to him, as he never stayed in one place for long, as so he wouldn't come attached to anyone, not like anybody would have cared to, many of his co-workers said that he was a robot at times. Seeing that the statement didn't faze him only proved it more, they would say.

"Sir, the bus is here to pick you up, please, take these forms with you and hand them to your homeroom teacher when you get there" The older woman at the booth stated, interrupting his train of thought.

He stood up, took the forms and bowed in simple respect as thanks for helping him. The older woman simply laughed and said that there was no need to be formality, as she was a simple office-worker. After that he simply nodded and walked out to the bus.

"Hey kid, the headmaster had me drive all the way out here to pick you up, so in case you've got other business, we need to move" the shady bus-driver stated, giving his infamous glare and laugh. To this, once more, Luca simply nodded and took his bag and himself to the back; slowly closing his eyes do to the one thing he could say he did often, sleep.

ABOUT AN HOUR LATER

Luca woke up to see a huge building in the distance, with a path made up of a graveyard leading to it. He took his bag and simply waved to the bus driver as thanks for getting him here. He looked at his form, and it stated that his homeroom teacher was Miss Nekonome, a cat-lady.

As he walked up to the entrance of the school, he saw many students walking to class, but one group stood out from the rest. He saw a brown haired boy with brown eyes in the same outfit as most students wore, walking along with a pink haired girl blushing at his words, and a blue haired woman fighting with a child in a witch hat, which to a point he found humor. Looking at the group he could tell that they were different from the rest but the main thing about it wa- what? There was a purple haired girl stalking the group, yet she seemed to have a familiar look, and that was what worried him.

He hid behind a tree and got a closer inspection on the stalker, and realized quickly that she was Yuki-Onna. This wasn't good. All his life he remembered his father telling him to watch for them, as many were still trying to get him to return to the village and make him do his heritagal duty, marrying one of the women of the snow village.

Yet as he looked on this girl, she seemed how you say; different from the ones he met. For one she wasn't wearing a fake smile, and from her gaze point, she had something for the brown headed boy, as now that he thought about it, the whole group seemed to.

He got closer to hear what they were talking about. "So what is the plan today after Miss Nekonome's class guys?" the young witch had asked the rest of them. Wait; did she say Miss Nekonome's class? That could only mean…

Wait, that meant he had found somebody who knew where his class was, however, this also meant that he would have to approach them, and socializing was not his best subject. He could either ask them, or hope for the best and look around.

He decided against his better judgment to ask them, and in case it went down-hill, to 'wing' it.

He caught up with the group of friends, seeing that now the Yuki-Onna was openly with them. He approached the guy first. "Um, hi, I'm Luca, this is my first day here, do you know where Miss Nekonome's class is?" he asked in his low southern voice, hoping not to look like an idiot.

To his surprise, the boy simply put his hand out and stated "of course, that's our class to, I'm Tsukune, and this is Moka, Kurumu, Yukari, and of course Mizore." They all said hi in their own ways, Moka and Kurumu's being full of energy, while Yukari got closer to inspect him, and Mizore simply waved. He shook Tsukune's hand and nodded

"What kind of monster are you? You look familiar to me..." Yukari asked, walking closer with every word. "Yukari, that's rude, and we aren't supposed to tell each other what monsters we are" Kurumu said in an irritated voice, like a sister would, in his opinion "No, it's fine I'm just a simple Yuki-Otoko" Luca stated, trying to hold off an argument.

The rest of the group all looked at Mizore, who looked troubled at this statement. Now at this point he was wondering what he said to upset them. "Is there a problem with my race?" he asked only to be answered by silence.

Just right before he could ask another question, Mizore simply asked "How did you convince the Snow Priestess to let you out of the village?" This was one of the questions he had hoped to be avoiding, but as cover he simply stated "I have lived in the human world all my life, so she doesn't have any say where I go or what I do." Luca stated in defense.

"Hey now, we just met the guy, can't we leave him be until after we get to know him a little bit?" Tsukune said, noticing the growing tension between the snow people. "Fine by me" was all Luca would give as a reply. Mizore walked closer to Tsukune and nodded.

"All right then let's get to class quickly, or we'll be late" Tsukune said in a relieved tone, scratching the back of his head and started walking back to the academy, all the girls but Mizore in tow. She gave a quick stare to Luca, and then caught up with Tsukune and the others.

'Well that could have gone better' was the only words Luca could have thought of to sum up the whole encounter. After that he quickly ran to catch up with the group, hoping not to lose his only source of information about the whole school.

Upon walking into class with the others, Luca walked over to who he assumed was Miss Nekonome and gave her his forms. Once she glanced over it she stood up and told him to stand where everyone could see him, where to he did as told.

"Class this is Luca Kyokan, he's the first Yuki-Otoko to be able to come to Yokai Academy, so please make him feel welcomed and maybe more of his kind will be able to attend!" Miss Nekonome stated to the classroom.

They were few whispers here and there about the reasons why he was the first to ever attend Yokai, but he didn't care in the slightest, for he didn't plan on getting to know or care about any of the people in this school, so why should he care what they thought of him. He went to the second farthest row and took a seat.

A FEW PERIODS LATER

It was lunchtime for the school, so Luca took the time to go his room and get set up, all while eating his delicious sesame chicken. By the time he completed his room, the only major changes were his laptop and his Father's book collection staked in his dressers.

Luca threw away his garbage from lunch and walked to his next class: math. It wasn't the subject that scared him, but the rumors he was hearing about the teacher was what really scared him.

When he got to the class everything seemed normal despite her *cough cough* 'unique' attire. The class was going on normal until the unexpected struck. He expected that that every class would have some study guides for him to understand the current lessons, but the way Mrs. Kagome gave him his guide was, special to say the least.

FLASHBACK

Mrs. Kagome was sitting in her desk, grading papers after today's quiz, when Luca approached her.

"Mrs. Kagome" Luca stated, catching her attention. "My my, I haven't seen you here before, my guess is you're the Yuki-Otoko?" Mrs. Kagome asked with an innocent smile.

"Yes mum, I was told that you would have a study guide for me, so I came to get it for studying tonight"

"Well then, I have it right here" she stood up and bent over to grab it out of her lower drawer, which gave Luca a fine sight of her rear, which he shoved off.

While handing him the paper, she told him "if you need any help with studying mister?" "Luca, Luca Kyokan ma'am" was what he answered, feeling rude for not telling her earlier. "Well, mister Kyokan, if you ever, EVER, need tutoring with math, I'll be sure to help you after school" she told him, getting closer with every step. "I've been told that the Yuki-Otoko race was nothing but, mm, fine men, and it seems I wasn't lied to." She said, breast lying on his chest area.

It wasn't that he was offended by what she said; it was what she was DOING the whole time. "I will, uh, keep that in mind, Mrs. Kagome, I should be getting to my dorm, I still have some unpacking to do." Luca said in a worried tone. He did not like where this was going.

She laughed and wished him a good sleep, and told him she was eager to see him in class tomorrow. When he closed the door, he was so concentrated on getting back to his room that he didn't realize the person walking down the hall.

FLASHBACK END

"I really need to finish the rest of my-" he was cut off when he head-butted into Kurumu. "What the hell was that for?" Kurumu cursed, rubbing her head. "Shit, I'm sorry, I was just hurrying to my room, got things to do" Luca apologized, offering her his hand to her.

She ignored his offer and stood up. "Oh, it's you, Luca right?"

"Yea"

"Well, wanna walk with me back to the dorms?"

"I don't see why not"

10 MINUTES LATER

"So Mizore always told us they never let the men in their village without a woman with them, how did you end up living in the human world?" Kurumu asked, trying to make conversation.

"I used to live in the snow village when I was younger, but my father and I left before I had many memories. About five years after we moved he died and I was alone. I could have gone back to the village, but I decided to stay in the human world, after all I don't think my father would have liked it, me going back to the village after he died." Luca was explaining.

"Well how did you end up here?" was Kurumu's next question.

"I was offered to come here a month ago, I spent that time getting ready to come here, and here I am now" is all that Luca gave as his answer.

"Seems like you lived a boring life"

"Better boring than dead"

To this Kurumu stopped walking and looked him in the eyes, to which he gave a blank stare. "Why are you giving simple answers?"

"Why do you want to know more, you just met me this morning?" was his counter argument. She didn't give him an answer.

After a long moment of silent walking, they were at the split to the boy's and girl's rooms, Kurumu looked at Luca and asked "So which club are you joining tomorrow?"

"Is it required?"

"Yea"

To this he sighed, realizing he would have to work with people, no matter what. "Well what is there?"

"Well most of the clubs aren't for human world dwellers, but I'm in the newspaper club, and we accept anybody, how about you give that a try tomorrow?"

"I'll think about it."

"That's all I ask." Then she jogged to the girl's dorm, closing the door behind her and leaving Luca to his thoughts. The newspaper club didn't sound too bad, hell; he worked for a newspaper company for a while, so at least he could say he had some experience.

He walked to his room and unlocked it, lying all his materials down and walked into the bathroom. His turquoise eyes were slightly red from lack of sleep, and his hair was a mess. He reached into his sink cabinet and grabbed a towel, layed it on his towel seat and turned the water all cold, readying a shower.

He took off his black hoodie, revealing a black muscle shirt with the words 'lonely island' in a dark blue color. He took the rest of his clothes off, and minus the hoodie he threw them in his dirty clothes basket, hopping into the shower.

After he finished cleaning himself, he turned off the water and grabbed the towel, drying his body off with it. He dressed himself in a white tank top and grabbed grey sweat pants as pajamas.

He layed there in his bed, thinking about how this school would work for him. In the end, he decided it wouldn't hurt to try and be friendly with Kurumu's group; after all he would most likely be working with them. He layed over, letting his worries be taken over by sleep, slowly closing his eyes, for he knew he would need it for tomorrow.

Ok, so how was it? I know that this first chapter was pretty boring, but I needed something to work with, and this is just what I needed. Also, from now on it won't be third person; we will see the rest of the story through Luca's eyes, and sometimes through other characters, I will accept three other ocs, I need one female and two males at least for all of it to work with more characters in the story, but I don't have to have it

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Lucarai, out.