A/N: Hey guys, I'm back on the VK scene with a brand spanking new story! Hope you guys enjoy it, it's going to be a bit of a dark one.
Context: While trying to stay true to the anime/manga, it starts to veer off after the events of Rido.
Summary: While struggling to come to terms with Yuki's death, Kaname and Zero find themselves thrown into the course of each other's lives again.
Pairing: Eventual Kaname/Zero loveliness.
Rating: M. Probably more towards R for later lemons.
Chapter Warnings: Adult themes such as death, murder, grief and general melancholy. Bit of blood and gore (not actually that gory, but I'll add it in anyway).
In Death
Chapter One: Some Kind of Serendipity
Numb... nothing but numbness.
The silver cast of the moon glowed across the ripples of the lake, illuminating the silhouettes of the trees beyond the window of Kaname's private office. It was quiet, even considering the pureblooded leader's exquisite hearing. It had been quiet for a while now, ever since... ever since Yuki had passed away those few days ago. The mansion was in mourning.
The gentle lapping of the water against the sandy shore was unnerving to Kaname. His mind refused to fathom that the world was continuing to turn. Nothing mattered anymore outside of preparing for Yuki's death ceremony. Not even the pureblood's own aching heart, now bereft of every purpose that had kept him alive.
"Kaname?"
When had Takuma gotten there? Kaname bid no admittance to his once very close ally, or his greetings. If he truly had anything of worth to profess, then he would do so even without Kaname's permission.
The door creaked open slowly, but Kaname still did not flinch from his desk chair.
"We were all wondering if you might be hungry."
Kaname sensed Takuma's nervousness. It was unsurprising. Purebloods were hailed as unpredictable creatures, and Kaname was not exempt. Moreover, while a pureblood could be 'close' to others, they could never possibly be intimate with another being, other than with that of another pureblood.
And Kaname had lost her.
"Kaname-sama?" Takuma's voice had grown softer, more grounded, as if a single word could tip Kaname into a murderous rage.
"...No I'm not," Kaname finally replied, the words small utterings beneath his breath. "I appreciate your interest, but I continue to prefer my solitude."
"Of course," Takuma said, taking one more glance at the tipped brown tresses of his leader before quitting the room.
They had been doing that every day since the vampire had holed himself up in his study. They just didn't understand the magnitude of which Kaname was suffering and that his isolation was a necessity for his grief. The hunters had been the ones to murder Yuki; it would take all of Kaname's will for him to subdue the animalistic urges within him, which were commanding him to retaliate, to kill them all with the wrath of the fury he had repressed. Such myopic an act resulted in horrific consequences, such as the immediate separation of two sides already nursing a relationship so fragile that the casting of merely one small rock could shatter everything Kaname, Yuki and the late Chairman Cross had worked for. The worst of all the scenarios would be war – meaning countless uncalled for deaths of thousands of humans and vampires. It was harder still, when Kaname replayed Yuki's death in his mind, one he had agonisingly created due to his complete absence from the attack until the very last moment when Yuki withered away like an autumn leaf. He had held her in his arms, his heart tearing in two with the knowledge that nothing could save her, not even Kaname's pure blood.
Raw pain coursed through Kaname's veins like poison at the memory, heightening his murderous resolve.
No. Don't lose perspective, for her sake.
Kaname drew in a few deep, trembling breaths in order to settle his dark impulses.
Don't let it control you.
Zero's legs pumped quickly, cutting raggedly through the cold, biting air. The coppery scent of blood was covering him, and splatters of the telltale crimson substance tainted his white shirt as it absorbed the liquid welcomingly. The snow beneath him crunched solidly with each running step, the wetness seeping through the hems of his black pants to his pale ankles, chilling him all the way up to the back of his neck. His arm was throbbing from the bloody wound sustained from a silver blade, the only injury he had received as a result from his rampage. The killing spree which had seen him murder more than several of his colleagues. They had killed her and had robbed him of the chase which had served his reason to live.
Yuki...
He knew he had nowhere else to go but to the mansion's location he'd kept secret for more than two weeks now. Zero understood for a fact that it was committing suicide by going there, but he'd already sealed that fate when he'd slashed his first victim's head away from his neck in bloody reprisal.
Lungs heavy, Zero stumbled through the thick of the forest to the clearing he'd discovered weeks ago while searching for a particularly elusive level E. As the mansion came into view, a new rush of adrenaline washed over the vampire. He didn't know what would happen, but the hunter was sure that the answers would lie there. He didn't bother with his usual cautiousness or even with any sort of camouflage, he simply approached the looming building, exposed and vulnerable.
Zero's surprise was unspoken at the lack of occupants as he neared the double door entranceway. He would have at least thought of guards would be around...
"Stop right there."
The hunter's path was blocked by a wall of fire. He stopped instantly and turned around, spying three faces that he had not seen since he'd attended Cross Academy. The fiery expression of the red-headed Akatsuki Kain, the cold, blank eyes of Souen Ruka and the icy blue depths of the blonde haired Hanabusa Aidou. All of which looked much the same as ever, and merely had different clothes on as opposed to the white Night Class uniform of the academy.
"Kiriryu... Zero," Kain exclaimed, his eyes wide in alarm.
"Where's Kuran-sen – Kuran?" Zero stuttered. He hadn't said that name in a very long time.
Aidou snorted. "You don't think we'd actually tell you, do you, hunter scum?" he sneered.
Ruka laughed mirthlessly. "Yes. You must be even more stupid than I thought."
Zero's eyes narrowed in irritation. He couldn't care less about their assumptions about him, but they were wasting his fucking time. "Extinguish the fire. I'm not really in the mood for kicking your asses this late at night, so just do it."
"You really think we'll let you through? We've had enough of your kind," growled Ruka.
"Likewise," Zero retorted.
"Think you can really take us all, bastard? Go ahead then," Aidou snarled.
Zero brandished his gun, unflinching, and aimed it the blonde's head. It didn't matter much to him if he died there; he didn't have anything to live for.
Come on then...
He flicked the safety off.
Kill me.
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