In This World Of Secrets Chapter 1: Over Hearing, a vampire knight fanfic

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Story: After over hearing her parents, Yuuki and Kaname Kuran, argue, Naomi knows that Kaname isn't her real father. But how will she know who her real father is? And how will she find him? Then there is the mystery of why he disappeared in the first place she will have to uncover. What will she find?

Parings: Kaname and Yuuki, and Yuuki and Zero.

Warning: Rated T+ for violence, sex references, and mild bad language.

Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Knight or it's lovely characters.

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Naomi couldn't get to sleep this day. The light shone to brightly, but that didn't matter. All the windows in her home had been taken out and replaced with bricks ever since before she was born. Of course, she knew her parents were protecting her by doing this, hiding her from the rest of the vampire society. This meant she was only allowed to roam the Kuran mansion and grounds, as well as the woods behind which also belonged to the Kuran family.

No other vampire with common sense would dare to step foot onto that family's property without expressed permission from the owners, or dare look upon their family home. After all they were purebloods, the most powerful and intimidating race the world will ever see.

Every day Naomi couldn't help but wonder why she was being hidden, what was so dangerous that she couldn't go out of the property her loving parents owned. In all the books and story's that she had read, never did anything seem so dangerous, that someone had forced another person to conceal their self. Or was it just that her parents Yuuki and Kaname Kuran were ashamed of their very own daughter?

Naomi shook her head in disbelieve at what she dared to think, her parents would never do such a thing. She knew she never looked like a perfect Kuran. Her hair was sliver and flowed down to her hips, then when the light shone on it, it looked light moonlight rather than the dark hair that the Kuran's were known for. And those dark chocolate eyes each of them possessed, she didn't have them either. What Naomi had was a darker shade of lavender, but apart from her hair and eye colour she looked like a mirror copy of her mother.

At a small age her parents and Kaien Cross who came to visit them regularly had told the girl that it was just a deformity. In older age she wondered if that was really the case.

It was so very rare, for a vampire to be born with a slight deformity. Let alone a pureblood. Sometimes she would spend the night on the laptop researching such things, if a pureblood could be deformed. The only person she new was one of her kind, and was deformed, was Kuran Rido. With his left eye blue and the other crimson, it was the closest thing to a pureblood having such a thing as deformity.

But Naomi not under any condition wanted to even be like the man, she loathed him for what he had done, and yet she had never met him. The bastard was dead only years after she was born.

Shouting came from down the long upstairs hall in her mothers study, her parents were having a argument. Sometimes the pureblood lovers would fight but only about silly little things like not buying the right wine, or leaving the toilet seat up. Not any thing ever important, that would break their marriage apart or anything remotely like that.

But this one was different, this one sounded serious. Both of her parents voices sounded harsh like they were trying to get back at the other. She tuned her hearing so she could clearly hear what they was saying.

"Have you told him yet?" Kaname, her father sounded harsh as he spoke to her mother. The word 'him' sounded like he was disgusted by such a person.

"About what exactly?" Yuuki said back to her husband rather rudely.

"You know what I mean."

"Oh. About are daughter."

"Well have you?"

"No. How can I even begin to start writing him a letter saying that he has a daughter?"

Naomi heart missed a beat, she new they were talking about her, just by the way both of them were speaking. But who was he?

"Quite easily. Let me show you." Naomi's father answered back. Then there was a sound of someone going through a draw, then desperate scribbling. The sound of a slap came next.

"Don't you even dare Kaname!"

"How many letters have you wrote to him? None of which tell him about Naomi. He's never replied back, has he?!"

Oh, god. That was her name. They were talking about her. Was this man her parents were talking about, her real father? No. It can't be Kaname was her dad. Why would both her mum and dad lie to her?

"Shut up!" Yuuki screamed at him.

"He wouldn't care if he had a child at all!"

"Why can't you freaking shut up! He's not that kind of person!" She almost choked a sob out, but held it in her throat.

"Then how come he never came back then?!"

"I'm not surprised after what you did!" The woman yelled at the top of her voice, as loud as she could.

His breath hitched, it almost suffocated him,what his wife just shouted.

All to well, he knew what he had done, how much it pained Yuuki, and then to see it unfold in front of her. Her shocked eye's full of horror when she stared at the man on the floor half dead, large amounts of the man's blood staining the rich beige carpet. His face covered in crimson, so much it was hard to tell what his emotion was. Then Kaname leaning over him. Threatening him telling him he if he came back he wouldn't be so lucky.

Nine months later the baby came.

Naomi who was listening in the the fight they were having. Her parents properly thought she was asleep, and therefore not able to hear what they were saying. Was wondering what was the that her dad did, to this 'he/him'. She wanted to know what if this person was her dad. Why he didn't know himself that he had a daughter. Why her mother never told this man, why she didn't tell her daughter.

Kaname placed reassuring hand on her shoulder. "I'm sorry." He whispered.

Yuuki shoved his hand away and took a step back. "You should be. And it shouldn't be me who you apologising to!"

"...Yuuki..." His voice was still a whisper, very calm. Like he was trying to calm down his wife as well. Trying to make everything okay.

"Just go Kaname."

He did as well, he walked out of her study, though the dark wooden door.

As soon as her husband left the the room she was in. Yuuki fell to the ground and began to sob, she couldn't keep them in any more. But her cries was not unheard.

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It very nearly killed him listening to his other half cry like that. So suddenly, so harsh. He wanted to rush back to her and hold her tight against his chest, caress her soft hair. But he knew she wanted her space right now, he knew that if he did go back to her it would only make matters worst than they really were.

Slowly, Kaname laid himself onto the silk sheets on the bed in one of countless spare rooms they had in their mansion. This one was his favourite space room, well furbished too. The walls were a light blue, nice and relaxing. Creamed coloured carpet covered the floor as well ad a dark blue shag rug in the centre of the room. All the furniture was made from mahogany, with dark blue curtains, bed covers, sofa, ect.

Tears began to flow out of his eye's, at the fact that his daughter wasn't his. That his wife didn't have eye's for him alone. He loved them so much, yet he was so scared of them both leaving him alone, going of with-with him.

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Naomi wished she never over heard this fight. There was so many questions that she wanted answers for, now. What did her dad do that was so bad? Why was her mum crying at this moment? Who was this him that her parents talked about? Was he really her father? Why, why did her parents lie to her?!

She curled up in a ball, arms wrapped around her legs and chest. Small sobs came from her mouth when she tried so hard to keep them from coming out.

"Naomi?" Her dad's voice came from the other side of her bedroom door. He heard her crying, and her cry he could not ignore.

She didn't answer, just held her desperate sobs back to he wouldn't hear them.

"Darling, what's the matter?" He said. If she didn't answer this time, he would walk into her room.

"Nothing, dad." She replied, she didn't want him to see her now in the state she was in. She also didn't want anyone to know that she over heard this argument.

"Are you sure?" The concern in his voice was officious.

"Yes,"

"Why are you awake?" Please, I don't what you to know that your mum and I was fighting. And then with what topic we were arguing over. Please, don't tell me you over heard. These were the words passing his mind.

"Something woke me up. That's all." please, I don't want you to know that I over heard.

"Ah, that was just me and your mum, nothing to worry about."

"Okay."

"Sweet dreams, Naomi."

"Good night. Dad."

Naomi heard him walk away and into a upstairs room.

When she new both her mother and father were asleep, she tiptoed her way silently to the mothers study where the dispute had taken place. She fished though the bin to find the piece of paper that one of her parents had written in their feud. The piece of lined paper she fought out to seek was in her hands, carefully she opened the screwed up paper not to rip it.

There it was in black and white, this man's name, it read...

~Chapter End~

Next Time: Who is Naomi's father?

Ah, sorry for the cliffie! And the story's just begun.

I know that some of you lovely people may have guested who the daddy may be, but you will have to find out in the next chapter.