Phantasmagoria of the Monster's Academy

Phantasmagoria of the Monster's Academy
-A Rosario+ Vampire fan fiction written by Lord OwlBear

A/N: This story is slightly different from the original series, with a plot to match said difference. Most of the canon characters will still present in the fic itself, so I hope you enjoy it. Don't forget to leave a review~

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Rosary 1: Chaotic Playground of Demons

Many of us already know from our past (or perhaps present) experiences that school isn't really the most...'eventful' of places to be during the many days of one's youth. To us, school is but a prison, a place where the adults force us into for half of the day to cram the knowledge of the real world into our youthful minds. School in those days is usually seen as a ground of everlasting boredom for those who see no real interest to sit down and listen to a crusty old person spew out the cryptic teachings of math, science, and history and hoping it will actually stick to our minds like that of super glue (ironically it doesn't do such a thing). School can also be a source of eternal despari and dread, that is, if you took that test last Friday and remembered you guessed on every single question because you were so caught up in leaving for the weekend. Grades serve as nothing more than the impending hammer of judgement just waiting to come thundering down on our dreams shattering them like the fragile glass that they are.

And yet, we still pull ourselves from bed and trudge to those doors of boredom and misery, although many of the (main) reasons we go are not usually those to pursue education, some of us go because either; our parents make us, to see friends and to work on their social status, and a few only go just to be wise ass over achievers and make the rest of us feel like a pile of useless shit (which in away they are really the only ones to actually care about their educational status in society, weird huh). Really, the main root of the problem is only one thing: Routine. Yes, if you do something long enough, you WILL grow used to it, and once that happens your interest quickly begins to stagnate like that of a hot and murky swamp that's existed just as long as school itself. Your mind yearns for something new and refreshing to happen, pleading for some kind of fresh air from the dark depths of of your festering misery that wraps around you and refuses to let go.

And to think there is a school where one would actually find interest in going to...

You heard right, there is a school that exceeds the standards of our views on that subject, it has come to be known as Yokai Academy and it is here that the very student body...is that of monsters and supernatrual creatures our human minds thought never existed. To the regular students at the Academy, the fact that the person sitting next to you could be some kind of devil is not that uncommon, in fact an ordinary human transfering into the school is more of a surprise then anything else. In this school, they are taught the many things we humans learn as a way to help this new generation of monsters fully integrate with human society, much like our own if you put it into perspective. If one were to flip the scripts we would see that their situation wouldn't be that far from our own. It's a rather interesting use of irony; The ones whom are surrounded by the fantastic grow used to it, while we ourselves beg the heavens to just catch a glimpse of it.

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It has been rather grey these past few days, the sky looking as though it would break from rain yet nothing would come, the contious sight of the overcast atmosphere blanketing the lands below in a constant cover of gloom. It doesn't really help that much when the scenery around you is something akeen to a cheap B-movie of the horror genre, the usualy dead tree and rather ruined landscape here and beyond only adding to the miserable effect the day was having on most students at Yokai Academy. The day is just starting for the young youkai and monsters who attend the academy many of them just arriving on the school scene and while some see that socializing with friends is a way to begin the school day, there are some that engage in...other activites to start their morning in this monstrous realm (and no I don't mean THAT kind of activity, perverts).

"C'mon, what's wrong with ya?" Spat a young male, who looked down to another which lay against a withered tree the customary green uniform of their school roughed up and covered in spots of dirt, his face covered in bruises, it shouldn't come as a surprise that he was the cause of these things. The area pretty much surrounded by his posse of other students who sneered and laughed at the display as their 'leader' taunted his prey unrelenting of it's well being. "It's because of your pansy ass that we're in hot water all of a sudden, Dammit, if these teachers weren't watching my every move I'd murder your sorry ass right now!"

This thug's victim was a rather meek individual, whom many do not associate with, a human shape young man who has attended Yokai Academy for about a year now. Many do not know his name (or usually don't care to know), but he's told a few that he goes by the name Yuji Satou, not that it would stop incidents like this from happening anyways. In the past, this same guy asked him why he even continued to come to Yokai Academy to begin with since all that awaited him were his gang members beating the shit out of him, Yuji only answered in uncertainty...it was the truth of course, he really didn't know why he kept showing up, perhaps he's endured it so much that the pain doesn't matter.

"This guy's no fun boss..." One of the thugs complained as he looked back at the Academy to make sure no one was watching. "He doesn't even fight back like he used to."

"Tch... whatever, let's leave'em then...c'mon we're going to chase some booty, I've been itchin' to do that yesterday anyways." The gang leader sighed in exasperation as he tossed the beaten human to the side as if he were nothing but trash to him (in a sense he was of course), his body laying limp on the ground as his tormentor left his shattered prescence. "Later, 'meat'." He remarked before he let loose an uproarous laughter, his cronies followed behind, their own chuckles resonating with his own.

As the taunting laughter of the cruel students slowly left the area, Yuji lay there on the ground in total silence, before finally attempting to pull himself up. He would just make it look as if he had just slipped and fell, he might as well anyways, being no one really took much initivtive to help him even if he asked for it. In fact the reason why those goons pounded him so bad was because Miss Nekosume found out about it and gave them a good lecuturing, afterward she made the grave mistake of telling them who tipped her off, and of course we all know that NO one likes snitches. Yuji often thought that was the reason no one wanted to hang out with him, being he often confided in the staff when things went wrong. It's what he was told to do long ago when he first starte coming here, so he thought it was the right thing to do. Now, he didn't even know anymore.

Well, no use dwelling on something you probably can't change right? Yuji let out a long sigh and turned to leave for class. Even though he had been beaten up just now, the school day still must go on.

However...

"L-Look Out!"

"Great...just what I need, a Double Tuesday*" Yuji groaned under his breathe, trying not to invision himself gettng beat up again. The second time always hurt the most and lasted the longest for some reason.

Yuji turned around to face his would be tormentor(s) his eyes shut tight as he braced for a punch to any point on his body. "Alright, make it qui-" His brave declaration was quickly cut short as Yuji found himself suddenly (and quite viciously) mowed down by, what seems to be, a bicycle. The force from the initial impact enough to knock his entire body down like bowling pins set up in front of an oncoming bowling ball that came peircing through them. Yuji fell hard onto the ground, feeling the, still fast moving, tires tred across his face which was just enough to knock what little sense he had out of mind. Had it not been for him being knocked completely senseless just now, he probably would have heard the feminine shriek that accompanied his own fall. Alas Yuji, you could have taken a little less time to react...

=A few seconds of recovery later=

The world around him was suddenly coming back into focus now, as he saw the grey overcast sky above him and the many tendril like branches of the dead trees looming over his head, although he was still seeing double of them. Damn, whatever hit him had alot of speed behind it and not just enough to knock him down, but other things as well, whomever was riding it must have some pretty monstrous leg power. "Ugh...anyone get the number of that bus just now..." Yuji groaned, his body still sore from being yet again beaten down upon, but this time by something metallic rather than a fist, which to say the least, stung alot worse than the latter. Yuji hoisted himself up from his laying position on the ground, shaking his head to regain the sense that were lost during the collision, and began to look behind him to analyze what in the world just hit him. Yep, it was a bicycle alright, although completely totalled at this point the one good wheel on it spinning in place at a ridiculous speed. He looked over the bicycle however and came to see a pink haired young woman nearby. Huh, such an exotic hair color...well exotic in the means of him not seeing it before. As he stared at her for a moment or two, he saw her body stir slightly, as she got up with a pained moan of her own. "Oi, you okay over there?" Yuji asked to the stranger who turned around to face him.

"I-I think so..." The girl answered rubbing the back of her head before gazing up at Yuji revealing her goregous green eyes that locked Yuji in a state of awe. There was something about this woman that seemed so different, and it wasn't her sweet smelling pink hair either...

"Uhm...Uh..." Yuji was lost for whatever words he was going to drop out of his mouth, although that didn't stop said mouth from being slightly agape at this woman's beauty; her delicate expression, those mesmerizing green eyes, her nicely toned legs and thighs and of course the breasts that seemed to fill out the chest area of her school uniform quite nicely, the restrained mounds of flesh bulging forth and nearly straining the green top to it's limits "Erm,a-anyway, what made ya crash like that? But, I'm sure it was probably these rough roads though..." That was the best option for now, changing the subject may take this girls attention away from the fact that he was staring at her just now.

"Oh, no it was just that..." The pink haired girl paused for a moment, sounding a bit embarrassed with how things ended up. "I get a little anemic at times..."

"Anemic? Did you skip breakfast?" Yuji asked to the mysterious young lady, before he crossed his arms and gave her a somehwat serious look "I don't mean any harm, but you girls need to stop doing that...it's not such a good idea to skip out on meals like that y'know..."

"I-I'm sorry..." Why was she apologizing, he didn't really mean to put the blame on her. Matter of fact he was only joking around just now, as a way to lighten the mood and maybe bring about some laughter out of her...which apparently didn't go as he'd planned it. Something that wasn't unusual in Yuji's case.

"N-no it's fine...I was just making a bit of a joke...which obviously backfired just now..." Yuji sighed a bit under his own inability to lighten the mood between them, this girl seemed like a pretty nice person and here he was screwing it up with inappropirate jokes (at least inappropriate in the means of timing). Yuji looked up from having hung his head in shame when he came to see the woman looking at him in an odd fashion. He blinked several times and looked around to see what she was staring at, but because they were the only two in the area, she must be staring at him...how odd. "Uhm, is there something of my face?" He said with a raised eyebrow before the young woman inched toward him, her mouth opening up just a enough for Yuji to see her fangs. However, what he wasn't aware of was the fact that their collision had managed to break his skin, elicting some blood to be shed in a small cut on his neck. To Moka the scent of his blood was something that was so enticing that she found it impossible to resist the urge of feeding on him.

"Wh-what's she doing?!" He thought as he attempt to scramble off, only to have the pink haired girl pounce him like a reared cat, her fangs sinking into the side of his neck, a light 'Kapuchu' sound emitting from the area she bite down on. Oddly enough, there didn't seem to be any pain from her biting down on his neck in fact it had a weird sensation to it, somewhat akin to a ticklish feeling of somekind. Everything Yuji was worried about just seemed to disappear in a haze of sensation as the girl continued to suck on his neck, taking in his blood which, to her, was the most that is until she abruptly stopped and broke away.

"Eh? Wha...what's wrong now?" Yuji asked a bit disappointed that she stopped when she did, but she didn't have to know that right?

"I...I just sucked your blood," The young woman replied, apparently ashamed of what she had just done. She looked back to Yuji expecting to see him horrified with what she did to him, but found that his expression was lacking anything of the sort. "

"Nah, it's...it's okay," Yuji dismissed with a soft smile. "You're a vampire right, so you probably needed the blood anyhow"

"How...how did you know...I was a vampire?"

"It's fairly obvious..." Yuji chuckled, for some reason he didn't feel nervous around her anymore, although that would be because he just got his neck sucked off by a rather attractive vampire. Funny how such sensations can drain not only your blood but your worries as well. "Anyway I don't think I've introduced myself, the name's Satou Yuji, but you can just call me Yuji...that is, if you want to..."

"Oh, I'm Moka Akashiya," The vampire stood up and formally bowed to Yuji who sat down below her. "It's nice to meet you, Yuji Satou."

"Ara, you don't have to be so formal..." He said with a modest chuckle, he's never had anyone greet him in that manner before, it's something he'll have to grow used to if she makes a habit of doing this. Yuji then stood back up as well and began looking around the area, taking note that there was far less activity up ahead at the school, which meant that it was about to start and the two of them would be late on their first day if they didn't hurry (well for Yuji it'll be his first day back, being he was already here to begin with). "Hey, we should probably get going, school's about to start." He informed to Moka as he began forward the vampire nodding and following rather closely behind him. He didn't say much about this though as it was a rare event for any girl to follow him like this, but this didn't say it didn't make him feel uneasy.

"Yuji-kun." Came the voice of Moka which snapped Yuji out of his daze and called his attention to the vampire that walked up beside him. "Do you think that maybe..." She hesitates for a moment, as if she's grown nervous to continue speaking.

"Go on..." Yuji prodded in an attempt to get her to finish her question to him.

"Do you think that we could be friends, Yuji-kun?"

"Uhm, er..." Yuji stammered a bit trying to hide an obvious blush that raced across his cheeks as Moka had stated her request. This was really coming at him from out of the blue, no one had ever asked him to be friends with them out right (it was usually the other way around, and most noteably anyone he asked would bitterly decline him). But...Moka just came out and asked him, right after meeting him! What's going on? Was he on one of those crude 'candid camera' shows.

"I-I would understand if you don't want to..."

"No!" Yuji shouted suddenly which startled the pink haired vamp a little. "I mean...No, I'll be your friend, Moka...if you want me to that is."

Moka's eyes lit up as he said those words and she launched forward again as she hugged him tightly, greatly appreciating him accepting her request to be friends. "Th-Thank you, Yuji-kun!"

"Ack...you're...quite welcome...Moka-san..." Yuji choked out, the vampire's hug being one of the tightest he's ever experienced in all his days of living. In fact, it's so tight that if Yuji didn't know better, it was beginning to restrict the flow of air to his lungs and rather swiftly at that. "Moka-sans...I...can't...breathe..."

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A/N - *Double Tuesday (noun) - When one get's beaten up twice in one day, simply because it's Tuesday which, ironically, is the 2nd day of the week. I made this word up, so use it at your leisure if you so desire.