Author Notes:
Disclaimer- I don't own any of the characters created my Hino Mitsuru-sensei, 'cause I'm not her ^_^ enjoy my first fanfic.... please review!!!
This fanfic starts one year after Zero is adopted, and is from Ani's (my OC's) point of view, not Yuki's! It just starts kind of similarly...
Also, I write Yuki rather than Yuuki, just because I like it better with one 'u'... don't hurt me!! -.-'
Through Other Eyes
Prologue- Snow
It's snowing. I'm very cold, even in my coat. I vaguely remember my coat being white; pristine as the snow, it glowed in the twilight. It isn't white now, rather red, stained with blood. Whose blood, I wonder, my brain slow to think of the answer. My neck stings, and my fingers brush it. Thus, I discover where the blood is from. Two deep puncture wounds decorate the pale skin. The wound throbs, and I press my hand harder onto it.
"Are you alright?" There is another person here. Tall, with dark hair and cherry-red eyes, eyes the color of blood. I take a step away from those horrible eyes, something tells me they are a warning, I go back to quickly, and I fall. The man walks forward as I scramble back. Those eyes, the eyes! I forget the kind smile in my haze of confusion, and flee further back, but it is slow going in the deep snow. My hands grow numb through my gloves in the cold, and my progress is further hindered by the clumsiness. The man has caught up by now, and is standing over me in a long, dark grey coat. He's concerned, but those eyes scare me. I remember now, remember the eyes attacking, the person- no, vampire- who had the eyes, attacking me, and tears leak from my eyes, freezing in the cold.
"I'm scared," I whisper, surprising myself in my ability to talk. I stop trying to get away, and the man scoops me up. I fight back faintly, but soon give up to his strong embrace.
I remember more now, this man saved me, saved me from the other with the red eyes. Didn't he? I raked my memory for the answer, but came up blank.
"You're too much like my dear girl," the man murmurs. His hand is over my eyes, and I black out.
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I don't know how long it's been. I'm awake now, laying on a couch, I can feel the firm upholstery. My head is on a small pillow, one of the small, cylindrical pillows that aren't designed to be laid on. I open my eyes, not wanting to let the peaceful fantasy of just lying here to go away, but desperate for answers. I find myself staring into another eye, huge and dark brown. It may not be red, but the shock is enough to send me scrambling into a sitting position. The owner of the eyes is a girl about my age, maybe a little younger, with a slight frame and long brown hair, wearing a nightgown. Nighttime now, I suppose. She stands as I scan the room, soaking in the atmosphere as I scanned the room. There wasn't much furniture, just some bookshelves and some chairs. And... a boy. Tall, with silver hair and purplish eyes. His expression is unreadable, mostly, but I can see the chill in his eyes. I look away quickly, and notice a murmur of voices from the adjacent room. I can't hear exactly what the words are, but whatever it is sounds serious.
"Kaname-sama, Headmaster, she's awake!" calls the girl. The sudden noise makes me jump slightly, but the boy looks as if he was expecting it. Instantly the voices in the other room cease. The door opens, squeaking slightly, and two men enter.
The man in the front I had never seen. He's tallish, with glasses and straw-colored hair, long but tied back with a blue ribbon. His face is creased with worry, but it brightens falsely when he sees me.
The man behind him I have seen, he's the man with the cherry-red eyes, gleaming red. I remember now, after rest, that he did save me, he saved me from the other with the cherry eyes, who had attacked me. I touch my neck, it's bandaged now. The man with cherry eyes looks worried, his face also creased as the first man's is, but mostly he keeps his expression blank.
"You're awake, Ani-san!" the first man says, seeming far happier than his eyes show.
"How do you know my name?" I croak, remembering Ani is my name. The man holds up a slim card, plain laminated plastic, with my picture and name on it. I stare back into my diminutive icy blue eyes and fake smile.
"We found your student ID," he explains, holding the card out to me. I take it cautiously, wary of everything. "I am Headmaster Cross, your new father," the man, Headmaster Cross, continues. "You're at my school now, Cross Academy." I blink, but am not thinking coherently enough to say anything. "This is Kuran Kaname," Cross-san continues, gesturing to the man with cherry eyes. He's younger than I thought at first, maybe as young as sixteen. He, Kuran Kaname, doesn't elaborate on his introduction. "Cross Yuki, my adopted daughter," Cross-san continues, gesturing to the girl.
She bows, "Pleased to meet you." I nod back, not really comprehending any of it.
"And this is Kiryu Zero, the last member of our little family," the headmaster says happily, gesturing happily to the boy.
"I'm not part of your family," Kiryu says quietly. "And this girl is a vampire, in case you haven't noticed. We can't possibly-"
"Not now, Kiryu-kun," the headmaster says in a quiet but stern voice. "Ani-san, you must be tired. Yuki, could you show her to her room?" he asks, turning back to Kuran-san, and then to the door to the adjacent room.
"Headmaster, are you insane?" Kiryu whisper-shouts, livid. I wince, even in this state I know he is talking about me. What have I done wrong? I wonder.
"Ani-san, come with me," Yuki says quietly. I blindly follow her into a dark bedroom. "Will this be alright?" she asks, in the same quiet voice. I nod, already crawling under the covers. The sheets are cool to the touch, and smooth. Yuki slips out, and the sliver of light from the open door is cut to a thinner slice from the crack. I can hear Kiryu Zero yelling in the other room as I close my eyes, willing myself to pass into the bliss of unconscious dreams.