Notes on this story/chapter: Much of content of the first part of it is based directly on what happened in part of chapter 60 (meaning a lot of the dialogue at the beginning is taken from the manga and not anything that I came up with), however it will begin to change to how I would have liked it to play out. I will also be including references from other parts of the manga throughout the story. Ask me in PM's or reviews if you want to know which chapters I reference. I will try to keep everyone as in character as possible, with the exception of course being that this will be based on how I believe they would act in the situations that come up later on in the story. And, as noted in the summary, each chapter switches from the POV (point of view) of one character to the next and will probably be fairly short. I will include the name of the person whose point of view it is currently from in the chapter name (for example, this chapter is from Yuuki's point of view). I hope you enjoy and please review if you liked it, you have any constructive criticism, etc.

Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Knight or any of the characters in it, these all belong to the wonderful Matsuri Hino.


'An intensely nostalgic scent...'

Yuuki breathed in slightly, still in a daze due to blood loss from the injury given to her by Touma not long before. She heard two men exchanging words but she was too dizzy to make out who the voices belonged to or what they were saying, barely aware of the manner in which she was being escorted, all the while taking in the scent. The familiarity of it further blurred her thoughts, a feeling of comfort suddenly coming over her due to this presence, memories from the past few years flooding her. The fog in her mind slowly lifted as the days events came back to her and she chastised herself: 'I'm truly an idiot... I can't believe that all I found to say was "Good evening". Seriously...'

The rocking seemed to stop moments later and her eyes opened just enough to look down. Two feet stood on a wooden floor and she realized she was being carried over the shoulder of that oh-so-familiar presence. 'Ah... the nostalgic scent... it's.. so close...'. With this thought, she placed her hands on her escort's shoulders, pressing upwards slowly, her focus on the pulsing of the blood that smelled so familiar. He stiffened slightly as she lifted herself up but she paid no mind, lost in the scent of the blood pumping so close to her. The fingers of her left hand brushed back the hair that acted as a protective veil to the sweet, soft flesh of his neck, her right hand still on his shoulder.

She inhaled deeply as her head turned towards him, the sound of his blood filling her ears. This yearning was almost unbearable. Her tongue ran across the skin of his neck, tasting the salt of his sweat. The vampire inside was her screaming from the desire to taste the sweetness of his blood. Her resolve began to slip, the aching to pierce the soft flesh that her lips now brushed against beginning to take over. Her breathing grew heavier and she felt she couldn't take it any longer, the temptation was too strong and the blood loss had greatly increased her hunger for blood, 'Especially this blood...'


Again, short chapter, but that's because I will be switching to Zero's point of view in the next one. Hope you're enjoying it so far!