Monster High

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Please do not kill me for late updates! I am a senior this year and we have to do this project throughout the year called a Capstone project and it's taking up ALL of my free time I used to use for writing. So I am trying to update at least one of my stories once every week or two. On holidays I will try to update even more. So please, be patient with me.

Okay, this is a story that's plagued my brain for a few months now, so I'm finally writing it and posting it. This is an AU sort of High School sort of monster story. Sort of. This story will have violence, sexual situations, adult language, and maybe a little bit of gore sprinkled in there, but hopefully you'll enjoy it. Each chapter will be based off of a different song. This chapter is based off of the songs Airplanes by B.o.B featuring Hayley Williams and Freedom by Nikki Minaj. Fill free to review song selections for the next chapter. Enjoy!

Normal POV

The castle was in utter chaos since the incident. Soldiers have been sent out to every corner of the dragon realm searching for the bastard that stole a piece of the dragon princess's heart. Unfortunately, there hasn't been a single led on where Ryouta went. Not even the Drasmere (the royal elite soldiers) could find him. Was he able to leave the realm so quickly? Just what type of dragon is this guy? No matter what was going on in the search for the thief, there was a different kind of chaos brewing in the castle.

For starters, Kizashi and Hikiro have yet to smother their intense rage at the fact that this situation even occurred. Didn't they keep her in a safe secluded place so this type of thing doesn't happen? How did this guy even find out about Sakura? Didn't most people think that her very existence was a scandalous rumor brought about by fired servants?

So, while still in their blind rage, the two men started brain storming on what exactly they are going to do about this. Obviously the castle isn't the perfect fortress for Sakura anymore, but how can they hide her away until they find this bastard? She can't stay with Mebuki. The elf realm isn't exactly known for being hospitable to other creatures- even if they are half elf. The human realm is out of the question and none of the other realms are allowed to know of her existence until she is of an appropriate age. Plus, Ryouta could be in any of those realms. Who knows what he could find out? So what does that leave them with- a cave in the dragon realm? No matter how appealing that sounds to the two men, Sakura would never agree to it. So what?

"King Kizashi, Prince Hikiro," A voice called from behind the two men hunched over a large map in the war room of all the realms. Both men looked back to see a woman with stunning short midnight black hair and blazing crimson eyes with the trademark dragon pupil. Kizashi stood up straight, the frown he's been wearing all day still firmly in place.

"Hotaru, what are you doing here? You're supposed to be with Sakura." Instead of answering, Hotaru grunted walking towards the table with her arms crossed under her chest. She lazily dragged her eyes across the map noticing the figurines in varies locations symbolizing different things- all negative might she add.

"I have an idea of where to take the princess since I can already tell by this map you two are only a breath away from sending her to an uncharted underground tower that's buried under the ocean." A glint appeared in Kizashi's eyes, but a sharp glare from the young guardian crushed the thought before he could utter the words. Once that was settled, Hotaru went back to her original thought process looking at a spot on the map. "Since Ryouta is expecting a move like that from you, why not send her to a place you would never previously have thought to?"

"I am not allowing my sister to go to a brothel, Hotaru!" Hikiro shouted slamming a hand down on the table, a bit of steam coming out of his nostrils as he breathe angrily.

"Who was talking about a brothel, you pervert?" Hikiro's eyes flashed before Kizashi quickly intervened giving his son a leveled look.

"Though I will discuss why that was the first thought on your mind, son," he turned giving Hotaru his full attention. "What is this idea you were speaking of, Hotaru?" The woman grunted slightly pointing at a spot on the map.

"It's in a realm of itself not influenced by any one royal lineage. It's heavily protected and impossible to infiltrate without every person being alerted. Unwelcomed visitors are chased out and, as added bonus, Sakura can work on her lacking social skills with the residences." Kizashi and Hikiro stared blankly at the place before they made eye contact with each other.

"I'm liking the sound of the tower even more now." Kizashi said.

"How about an abandoned cave in the fairy realm? No one even remember those exist."

"That sounds like a close second." Hotaru rolled her eyes folding her arms back under chest leveling an even glare at both stubborn men.

"What's wrong with the idea I just proposed?" Both testosterone filled males snapped their heads in her direction with equally as leveled glares.

"First of all there are going to be males there, Hotaru. Males that will want to do unholy things to my sister that I will have to kill them for." Hikiro started off the list of cons.

"Not to mention that the royal sons of other creatures are going to be there as well and will find out about my darling baby. Adding that to their hormonal bodies and instinct to mate, they will act on those wants to do unholy things to my daughter that I will have to murder them for." Kizashi added.

"Plus there will be jealous females that will want to inflict harm on my sister- and I am not above annihilating a woman for harming her."

"Do I even have to mention the plots they will no doubt develop to steal her heart to rule all the realms to which I will have to massacre them for?" Hotaru gazed at them coolly before calmly speaking.

"It's just high school you two. Plenty of royal children- and regular children- have attended high school and come out just fine. I even attended an academy for my guardian training and I turned out perfectly fine." The two males made eye contact once again.

"Do you think you can find an underground tower within the next week, Hikiro?"

"Yes father."

"Stop it now!" Hotaru barked silencing the two. Letting out a soft sigh when both males looked at her with shocked eyes, she shook her head slightly. "You act like I'm trying to send her to her death."

"Isn't it the same thing?"

"No, Hikiro. It isn't the same thing."

"Then explain to me how it's different?" Kizashi spoke up crossing his arms standing up to his intimidating full height with a hard glint in his eyes. "From what you have told me, she is going there with minimum to no security with a target on her back the size of this castle."

"That's where you're wrong."

"Then explain."

"I will be enrolling with her. I can arrange for us to have the same schedule so I will have eyes on her the entire time. There is an old safe house close to the school that's mostly isolated in the forest. Jiro will be taking care of all domestic duties of taking care of her while I continue my role as her guardian. We will also be bringing cow demons to care for the home and other daily chores. Also, to avoid suspicion, I will be posing as her cousin while Jiro will be my father. The story is going that we were sent to school by Sakura's wealthy parents to gain an education before she integrates into the life of nobility."

"That won't work." Hikiro grunted leaning away from the table with his arms crossed. "There hasn't been a dragon attending that school in centuries. If two just show up out of nowhere, questions will be raised- questions we don't want to be asked." Hotaru rolled her eyes.

"I wasn't finished, but thank you for pointing out such an obvious fact." Hikiro snorted. "We are going posed as a witch family. Witches have the highest enrollment so it won't cause any suspicion. As for our appearances, I have that covered."

"How?"

"I had an old friend fashion bracelets that will give us the appearance of mortals without having us to consciously sustain it. It still uses magic and will be uncomfortable for Sakura, but not too much."

"And how does this device work exactly?" Kizashi questioned, curiosity shining in his eyes.

"It will suppress Sakura's wings, tail, and horns from showing while also altering her eye shape and some minor body appearances so she will appear ordinary." Shooting Hikiro a look she added, "And if you were asking, she wouldn't be any more desirable to males than any other woman. Even if anyone were to find her appealing and tried to do unsavory acts to her, I would stop it immediately." Kizashi rubbed his chin thinking long and hard over the situation before a soft sigh left his lips.

"If I were to agree to this… do you believe Sakura will be happy there?" Hotaru lowered her head slightly as her eyes became lidded.

"I cannot speak for her, your highness." She said softly. Kizashi let out a soft grunt turning his back to both of the other occupants in the room. A frustrated scoff sounded as Hotaru glanced at Hikiro from the corner of her eye.

"Even if my father allows Sakura to go there, what if something happens? What if someone finds out who she is and tries to take her or worse? Back up could and will arrive far too late to save her."

"You make it sound like I am incapable of protecting her."

"I'm not saying that, Hotaru. I am saying that there are far too many factors that play into this little scenario of yours that you are not accounting for. You may be strong, but even you have your limits." Hotaru narrowed her eyes turning fully towards the prince with a calm leveling look.

"I could continue to debate with you over this situation, but it would be meaningless." As Hikiro's eyes narrowed, Hotaru took a step closer to him leaning forwards slightly. "Think about it, what other choice do we have- and don't you dare say the underwater castle." Hikiro's mouth instantly closed as he turned his gaze away from her. Satisfied, Hotaru turned her full attention back to Kizashi, the natural confident aura she always held intensifying. "Rest assured that I will protect Princess Sakura from all dangers as I always have. I have yet to fail you before, what is making you doubt me now?" Kizashi kept his back turned form them, his expression unknown to all.

"Time." He softly said.

"My lord?"

"I will allow your plan to go through. However, if there is any sign of danger- if there is any sign that Sakura is in any amount of danger in which you or Jiro cannot protect her from, I will be coming with Hikiro and we will be taking her back. Am I understood?" Straightening, Hotaru bowed, a smirk on her face hidden by her short hair.

"Yes, King Kizashi." With that said, the powerful king whirled around, the face of a strong leader set in place.

"Then you will leave immediately. Dismissed!"

Two Days Later

"Tell me again what the alias is." Hotaru demanded, her arms crossed underneath her chest while her eyes were closed. Sakura sighed as she turned her gaze from looking out of the limo's window to across from her where her guardian sat.

"That I am a witch of a noble family that has come to attend school with my cousin whose father- my uncle- is looking after us." She repeated softly, her head down casted in her despair. A disgusted scoff from her right caused a soft smile to form on the sad princess's lips as Jiro continued to hold his white hanky against his hyper sensitive nose.

"Why did you have to pick such a putrid place such as this as a safe house? It smells like wet dog and cheap perfume here!" He complained twisting his face even more.

"Be grateful the king allowed us to be here. Otherwise it was some underground prison." Jiro grunted turning his face to Sakura placing a gentle hand on hers.

"Don't worry darling, our home won't have this repugnant smell coating it if I have anything to say about it." A small smile pulled on the girl's lips before she turned her gaze to Hotaru.

"When will we start school?"

"Today if we can get to the house soon enough." The pink haired princess nodded turning her head to look back out of the window.

Her feelings about this situation didn't make any sense. Yes, she's always wanted to be around people her age, but she's always imagined it differently. Maybe it's because she will be hiding who she really is? A sigh left her lips as she leaned her forehead against the cool glass. Maybe she's just overreacting, or maybe, just maybe, she's just afraid that this reality will crush her fantasies.

At the Estate

Just as they all expected, the estate they were staying at while they were here was enormous. There was a giant garden that made up the entrance while the backyard was covered in towering trees, perfect for allowing them to spread their wings without being spotted. Getting out of the limo that brought them here, Jiro took in a deep breath before letting it out as he eyed the house.

"With a little work, this place could be half of the potential the castle is."

"Keep dreaming old man." Hotaru called as she brushed pass him, one of her suitcases gripped in her hand while the cow demons carried in all of the other luggage they brought with them.

"Old!" Jiro cried holding a hand to his chest in great offense. "You're only five years younger than me you little brat!"

"Yet you act as if you're an old man with the amount you complain." The two bickered on as they walked towards the door disappearing inside. A smile crawled to Sakura's lips as she made her way slowly through the garden occasionally touching a few flowers. A soft sigh left her lips as she made her way inside as well.

As she entered the estate the first thing she noticed was the ridiculously open space of the entrance hall. It was about the same size as her room but with only a small table to the side and two grand staircases leading up to the second floor before converging in the middle to lead to a third. Directly over head was a small latch with a handle that blended in with the roofing.

"What's up there?" Sakura asked keeping her eyes glued to the door, the cow demons still bustling in and out of the house with luggage while a few went to put the bags away.

"It's your own personal study. You're father felt it necessary to give you one." Jiro explained walking into the room from the archway that leads to the kitchen. Sakura turned her head down, an eyebrow raised.

"So… I'm allowed to use my wings inside the house?"

"Of course! Why else would this place be so secluded from others?" He flicked the young princess's nose causing her to yelp in disapproval. "Go ahead- see what's it's like up there." Letting out a small grunt, Sakura spread her wings and fly up to the latch. Hovering for a moment to push open the latch she poked her head inside before a wide smile spread across her face.

The walls of the room were completely covered in Cherry Blossom trees with pink petals fluttering around giving off a mystical feel. There was a large window with a balcony to the far right of the door with a large oak desk with a comfortable spinning chair behind it. On the far left was a large fountain with water that glowed with an ethereal light- an inter-realm communication spell. The rest of the space was filled with bean bag chairs, an enormous flat screen T.V and all the games she can possible want ranging from a ping pong table, pool table, dart board, and game systems hooked up to the T.V.

"I love it!" She cried turning her gaze downwards to her caretaker. A smile played on his lips.

"Well, I was the one to suggest to your father to let you have your own entertainment room."

"Says the person who tried to turn it into a watch tower so you could scout out for boys or other dangers." Hotaru called from over the banister of the second floor. Jiro snapped his head in her direction raising his fist in a threatening manner.

"Stop you're lies you unmannered juvenile!" Hotaru merely made a face before jumping over the banister, her outstretched wings breaking her fall.

"Whatever old man." She lifted her eyes to motion for Sakura to come down. Obediently, the pink haired girl dropped down to the floor.

Hotaru went closer to her clipping on a silver band around her right wrist. The effects of it were almost immediate as a very uncomfortable sensation came over her as her wings, tail, horns, ears, and a few other physical parts of her body were forcibly retracted so she appeared as an average looking girl. Taking a step back, Hotaru nodded in approval.

"Looks good, and with that breast reduction no guy will be lusting after you." A deep red blush covered Sakura's face as she went to smack her protector's arm.

"That's not funny Hotaru- that's embarrassing!" A sly smirk played on Hotaru's lips as a dark aura possessed Jiro.

"No evil, dirty, rotten, little peasant will touch my precious Saku-chan if I have anything to do with it." He growled, a steady stream of smoke coming out of his nostrils. A nervous laugh left Sakura's lips before she turned back to Hotaru.

"So, when are we leaving for school?"

"As soon as the old man will stop acting like a child." Jiro huffed crossing his arms.

"As far as anyone is concerned, you are my child."

"You wish, old man."

At the School

As the limo pulled in front of the school, a nervous feeling spread up through Sakura's chest as she shifted uncomfortable in her seat. She could already see through the windows facing them that classes were already in session and she even caught a few glimpses of people looking at her- watching her. A gentle hand touched her own in a comforting fashion.

"It's okay Saku-chan, the little brute here will be with you the entire time." Jiro comforted. Hotaru snorted at his comment, opening the door and climbing out. A soft sigh left the young princess's lips as she followed her protector out of the car, Jiro coming out shortly after.

"Wait here." Hotaru told the bull demon, their driver for the remainder of their stay here, through the window of the passenger seat. He nodded shutting the car off and getting comfortable in his seat. With that done, the three made their way into the school building.

The hallways were empty thanks to the fact that there are classes going on. Plus, they may have something to do with the fact that the school was not just one building but three buildings connected by closed off walkways, the one they entered being the biggest with four floors instead of three like the other two on either side of it. As Jiro and Hotaru walked in front of her like a protective shield, the shining silver bracelets strapped to their wrists as well, Sakura felt an uncomfortable itching all over her back along with a slight pressure on her head where her horns should be. Is this feeling always going to be there whenever she wears the bracelet?

"Hello, you two must be the new students." A woman said behind the reception desk, her short black hair cropped around her head.

"Yes, this is my daughter, Hotaru, and my niece, Sakura." Jiro easily lied placing a hand on each of the girls' shoulders. The woman nodded, a polite smile on her face as she fiddled around behind the desk before standing up with two files in her hands.

"Please follow me to the principal's office." Obediently, the three followed the short woman through the door right beside her desk. They entered into a large waiting area with a few potted plants, chairs, and coffee tables situated around the area giving it a friendly feel. The woman turned to them, the soft smile still present on her face. "Please wait here." With that, she turned back around and entered the only other door in the room labeled 'principal'.

A few seconds passed before the woman reentered the room motioning for them to come in. The three walked into the room only to be greeted by a blonde haired woman, her amber eyes lazily scanning over the three occupants of her office.

"Shizune, go get the new students their uniforms and class schedules please." The black haired woman named Shizune bowed before exiting the room to do what her boss said. Once the door closed behind her, the principal turned her amber eyes to the three remaining people in her office before gesturing for them to have a seat in the four chairs in front of her desk.

"Thank you for allowing my daughter and niece to enter your school in the middle of the semester. You're such a kind woman." Jiro laughed casually. Hotaru mumbled something under her breath along the lines of 'kiss up'.

"Flattery means nothing to me." Jiro's smile became placid as he let out a dry laugh.

"Of course, Lady Principal." The woman blinked at him before leaning back in her chair.

"My name is Tsunade, Principal of the prestigious Konoha High School. You two," She pointed at both Hotaru and Sakura, "Are now a part of this school. In other words, I expect you two to help keep up the good image this school as built over the centuries meaning no disorderly conduct or, if you are unable to refrain from it like some of our students, don't get caught." She added pulling out a water bottle from under desk and taking a long drink from it. At that moment, the door opened revealing Shizune.

"I have the uniforms and schedules- Tsunade!" The woman howled snatching the bottle from the principal's hands. Instead of getting angry, the blonde merely pouted softly eyeing the water bottle longingly. "What have I told you about sneaking alcohol into this office?" Shizune scolded waving the bottle in her rant.

"It's just a little bit." The blonde muttered to herself. Shizune glared at the woman before turning apologetic eyes to the three bewildered undercover dragons.

"Please excuse our principal. She's not a drunk, honest." The scoff from the blonde suggesting otherwise sent the dark haired woman into a nervous sweat. "H-how about I show you to your first class? There should be a student there that will show you to the rest of your classes. Since you two have the same schedule, I only asked for one guide for the both of you, is that okay?"

"That's perfectly alright." Hotaru answered taking her supplies while handing Sakura hers.

"Alright, we'll first go to the restroom so you two may change." She turned her gaze up to Jiro. "Would you like to come along to their first period as well?" A creepy smile, slowly inched it's way onto his lips.

"Absolutely." He stated turning his smile towards Sakura. "That way I can scare off any and all males from you." He mouthed. Sakura rolled her eyes, an amused smile working its way onto her lips as well.

"Well then, welcome to Konoha High School." Tsunade lazily said as an afterthought, her eyes never leaving the water bottle still clutched in Shizune's hands. The three stood, bowed politely to the principal, and followed Shizune out of the office.

I hope you guys enjoyed it. Tell me if I should continue. Next chapter I will introduce the rest of the gang and might even add in a little ItaSaku moment (hint, hint, wink, wink). Please review, favorite, and follow. See you soon!