Dreaming
(Sadly, I do not own Vampire Knight)
Chapter 1: Zero
It started off with a sound. The sound of bones being broken, the sounds of screaming. Female screams. High pitched and loud. The sound of Cross-Yuki's screams. I ran down the hall, making sure not to trip or cause any attention to myself or give suspicion to the night class, though the screams might have done that.
I ran down the hall way throwing open doors to rooms and closets. Yuki was no where in sight. I did not want to scream her name, knowing that would draw attention.
Finally I found the door.
The attic in the moon dorm. The old stairs would give away my presence to who ever was torturing Yuki, but my presence was probably all ready known, due to my lack of my vampire skills. Surprisingly, no one was guarding the door to the attic. The small flight of stairs leading to the attic looked ancient and broken. I feared that if I stepped on the steps, the whole staircase would fall and I would never reach Yuki.
Cautiously, I put one foot on the first step, then another. I exhaled silently, reassuring my self that the stairs were safe. I silently drew my bloody rose. I took off the safety on the gun, making sure I was fully armed if there was a surprise attack.
It felt like ages by the time I got to the top of the stairs. I gently put my hand on the door knob, gently turning it. The door swung open, violently, showing a grotesque scene.
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I woke up with a start, running a sweaty hand through my hair. I stepped out of bed cautiously, trying not to make any noise. I opened the door to my room, making sure there was no one about. I silently began my journey to the bathroom at the end of the hall.
The halls were dark, the only light being the all ready setting moon. My thoughts on the vivid dream were weighing me down, making my usual proper posture, slump to a tired walk.
The brightness of the bathroom light caught me off guard, making my groggy vision become clear like it always is. Looking in the mirror, I noticed my eyes had become bloodshot, my face tear-stained. I slumped against the sink, not noticing the door being opened.
"Zero..?" Yuki's tired voice, reached my ears and gave me a shock. " Are you okay?" She came over to me, placing her hands on the sides of my head. Her wonderful bright eyes, made my spirits lift and my heart speed up.
"I'm fine. I just had a bad dream..." I muttered. I met Yuki's gaze, and noticed her worried eyes.
"About what?" She asked, still concerned. I removed her hands from my face and walked back towards the door.
"My parents," I lied, turning to face her. "Just the past. Nothing for you to be worried about." I bopped her softly on the head. "You don't have to worry about me." I left her standing in the bathroom, puzzled and fuzzy from sleep, knowing she would make it back to her room okay.
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In my room, I turned on the light, now fully awake. I sat on my bed, eyes closed, face tilted toward the ceiling. My thoughts focused back on to the dream, and the grotesque scene. Had I dreamed of the future, or was it just me worrying? I walked back to the door, and turned off the light, feeling a little bit tired. I closed my eyes, trying the wipe away the bad dream.
I was lucky to have a dreamless sleep.
