Thread: Vampire Knight ; A New Generation

"So. . . This is where I'll be sleeping. Huh, I figured it would be bigger." Shoto smirked. He used the key he obtained and opened the door. No one was in there yet, so he decided to change. After changing, he slammed himself onto his bed. After a while, he got bored. He decided to sing a song that was swirling in his head for some reason.

After the greeting he then went back skating to his room, he then smelled a blood of a vampire as he put the surgical mask for safety as he thought after all he may end up smelling a human blood. “Shit” he felt homesick “damn that was a quick feeling” as he takes out his phone and called the guys he was with earlier.

“Manabu you can’t go back and you already promised the highly”

He was about to talk but the only thing he heard was the beep on the phone. He was frustrated wanting to kill those guys “what the fuck I didn’t even say anything!”.

He then regretted the promise he made “and it was just a joke” as he made a tantrum remembering he was blackmailed by his friends for a bloody pills. He sighs “they take joke’s seriously” he went inside to his room throwing the bag angrily as he jumped on the bed like a superman and burying his face on the pillow.

"Ah, the smell of blood. Its not my type though. It smells suicidal." Shoto said with a smirk as he closed his eyes.
"I hope I don't have roommate." he said as he drifted off into sleep.

Haruka made his way over to the boys dorm. he walked to the very end of the hallway, then opened the door. there were two best on either side of the room, thought he secretly hoped that he did not have a room mate. Mainly because he didn't really know how to properly converse with people.

He sighed and set the plants on his dresser, deciding that he would throw the plants out later. It was going to be morning soon, the day class students would be arriving. He wasn't too sure if the whole thing about this academy was a good idea. No matter how you looked at it, humans and vampires could never really truly co-exist peacefully. Still, if Kage-sama wanted to amuse the agenda, he would follow behind her.

He sat down on his bed, took a good look around, and then finally decided to lay down. He was now too lazy to get up and change into his night clothes so he just delt with how uncomfortable this felt.

Andrew had been wandering around all night as he could not fall asleep at all. The struggle in his mind made it difficult for him to lie down calmly. He doubted if he had better left Juliet at their own home rather than bringing her. But she can't stay there alone, can she? She looks excited when I told her Kage Kio was here too... The aristocrat kept thinking and then he realized it was already mid-morning.

Thoughtfully he peeked outside. Crowds of Day Class students were going to the Academy. They were mostly energetic and excited, making the vampire feel better.

Lazily, the white-haired vampire strolled up toward one of the doors that just so happened to match the letter engraved on his golden key. Engaging the lock, he turned the key and pushed the door open. Without even caring, he sauntered into the room and began to peel his clothes off himself. Shirt draped across the back of a computer chair and pants falling to the ground before a bed with a black comforter, Serk moved onto the bed. Digging the sheets up, he wormed himself between the layers and soon drifted off into a rather light sleep.

Should the door open or another person emerge, he would crack an eye open and give them a threatening glare. No one should disturb his slumber. He was like a girl in these aspects, demanding his beauty sleep and not a second less.

Head sinking into the fluffed pillow, his mind raced with the events that might play out tomorrow. He was more of a day vampire, as he was used to living with humans who were very much active in the morning. It would be interesting to flip his sleeping schedule. It would probably screw up his rhythm and make for a rather cranky vampire for a few weeks. Still, it would be nice to engage in the nightly activities and not have to worry about burning in the bright sunlight.

A layer of drool coated the pillow that rest below his perfect head. It was a goddamn good dream and he wasn't about to awaken anytime soon. His love of redheads was what made this dream so heavenly. He had always wanted his very own servant and, this dream, seemed to realize this.

Smile on his face, he rolled over under the covers some more. The sunlight tried to peak into his window but he refused to let it ruin or awaken him from this slumber. He was, after all, exhausted beyond belief. A good full days rest was needed if he wanted to look good for his first day of classes at this bizarre academy.