the idea was roaming into my head since last night. This is my another try for a one shot hope you guys enjoyed. Although spoiler alert there is no happy ending. Also it's alternative universe. All human and Yuki is basically Kaname's daughter in this story. Also I tried to make this a little different. Here it focuses on father's betrayal to mother and child and how mother's pain can effect a child and change them into something dangerous.

I have added a bit towards the end revealing the hint of what sort of revenge Yuki is planning.


Chapter - she is gone

I thought the morning was going to be like usual. I will come down for breakfast, my father will try to have a friendly conversation with me and my step mother Ruka will go on with her usual ranting. So far it was all going this way, till the phone rang.

"Yuki go get the phone." my step mother commanded.

Not really interested into starting the morning with fight I did not protest. Leaving my breakfast I got up to do what I was asked. My father however held back my hand.

"Finish your breakfast Yuki." he offered me a gentle smile. "It's okay, Seiran will answer it."

And only few seconds after that Seiran, my father's personal assist appeared holding the cordless receiver into her hand.

"Kaname-sama, it is Kaien Cross." Father practically snatched the phone from Seiran and put it against his ear.

A call in this hour was no normal. It has to be something very important. Both Ruka and I stared at my father. Without words his deep wine eyes became wide and a gasp of shock left his lips before he suddenly hung up the phone and once more extended his hand to grasp my wrist.

"Yuki...Yuki you're mo-ther...mother...um Aiyora..." I already knew by his stuttering what happened. So I decided to say it out loud myself.

"So she passed away...?" my voice lacked the emotions and my step mother on the other hand screamed.

"WHAT!?" her eyes all teared up as she grasped my father by his arms.

"Nee-san is dead? Kaname, Kaname please tell me this is not true. Please tell me you heard it wrong. This cannot be happening."

My father shut his eyes down. A thin line of tear rolling down the corner of his eyes while my step mother Ruka pathetically sobbed into his chest.

I continued to eat my breakfast while watching the couple mourn. Seiran on the other hand had her eyes pouring my form. I believe she was shocked as to why or rather how I was still managing to eat when the news about my mother arrived. She must have concluded me as selfish and heartless. But it matters not to me. I don't care about what others think. To me what matters is that my mother knew, she knew how much she meant to me.

...

On the way to Cross Academy, actually that is where my mother actually passed away. Ever since her divorce mother managed to find a job at Cross Academy run by one of her distant relative. Headmaster Cross the chairman did a lot, he not only managed a job for her but also provided accommodation for mother and I.

Yes I mostly lived with my mother, incase you are wondering but occasional visit to my father's house.

"Kaname why did this have to happen this way!" Ruka was still sobbing into father's chest.

Sitting on the opposite side beside me on the limo their daughter Karu was watching with her shocked hazel eyes as to why her mother was crying so much. And a child she could no longer hold onto the curiosity and ended up asking.

"Papa?" Father focus his eyes on her. "Why is Mama crying?"

"It is because she is sad."

"Why is she sad?" the ten years old could barely hold onto her mouth.

"Because your mother lost her older sister today Karu." Father told her and the look she gave him was absolute priceless. "Mother has a sister? Have I seen her Papa? Does she know me?"

Father was a bit bewildered by her questions. How I saw him prepare himself for a second but before he could open his mouth and answer I took the opportunity to blurt out.

"No you have never met your aunt."

And as a response to that the child asked me as question I was so dying to hear.

"Yuki-nee was she not your aunt too." bravo kid!

"No! She was my mother."

"Mama is your mother.!" Karu pointed out to me.

"No Karu she is your mother not mine."

"Why are you filling up my daughters head with such nonsense? Kaname please tell her something!"

She was almost pushing my father to scold me. I focused my full attention onto him. Openly challenging him to do as his wife asked. My father could barely bring himself to look me in the eye.

"Kaname please tell her something!"

"Are asking me to scold her?" he lowly hissed back at his wife. "At a time like this when her mother is dead?"

"Do you think she cares? I'm crying and have been crying for my sister since hearing the news and she has not yet shed a drop of tear."

I looked out of the window with the intention of blocking their voices into the background. Their opinions no longer mattered. Besides what is the point of showing them my pain. What would they understand? When they are the very reason behind it.

...

It was indeed ironic to watch Ruka cry holding mother's body. She was crying her life out. Beside her was my father trying to comfort her. Holding her in a tight embrace. Headmaster too was shedding tears and his tears were genuine just like the tears mother's students who for sure cared for her from the core of their heart.

Mother was diagnosed with cancer almost two years ago. A lot of money was needed for her treatment. It was the first time ran to my father asked him, begged him to do something and what did he do? Nothing! Absolutely nothing. Because his current wife who apparently is my mother's own blooded younger sister did not allow him to. Therefore my father didn't even pay a single penny for her treatment when he happens to be one of the richest man in whole Japan.

Here is the thing with my mother she always hoped for the positive. I lost all hope when my father refused to provide us any help but mother always assured me that she who has no one has God watching over her. Little did I know how correct she was when her beloved students raised funds for her treatment.

Zero Kiryu, the oldest son of the Kiryu family took the initiative. He made a huge contribution of his own, then there was his twin brother Ichijo. The Kiryu twins almost went to each and every student of Cross Academy and the faculty department and asked them to contribute anything amount within their convenience to help their beloved Aiyora-sensei. And then the miracle happened almost every single one of them stepped in. Here is the thing they not only provided us with financial help but also physical and mental strength. It is because of these people, these outsiders that mother and I never felt abandoned whereas our own family abounded us long ago.

Zero, Ichiru did the hospital duty among the guys when mother was admitted. Then my best friend Sayori Wakaba was one of the female who stayed by mother and I in those sleepless night in the hospital. And the other person who was always there for my mother was Veronica Hanadagi. Daughter of lord Hanadagi and his second Spanish wife Olaya. Veronica was mostly born and raised in Spain but only five years back moved to Japan to live with her father. Although I hated Veronica when I first met her. She seemed like the typical high school sluts who flaunts her beauty to trap boys but my mother always seemed to have a soft spot for her. She always told me that no matter how Veronica appeared there was some sort of goodness into her. I never believe mother till her sickness hit and watched with open mouth what this Veronica girl did for her. From raising funds to doing overnight duty in the hospital to even nursing mother in every possible way.

"Yuki?" I turned hearing the familiar voice only to see Zero, Yori, Ichiru and Veronica standing few feet behind me. It was Yori that called out to me among the four. But it was Veronica who practically ran towards me throwing her arms around. She could no longer hold back she broke down and sobbed holding me tightly. It was her cry that broke the cold shell out of me and even before I realized I found myself breaking down to pathetic sobs. Soon I found other arms wrapping around me holding me so tightly yet so tenderly.

"Yuki?"

I felt a disgusting shiver running down my spine at the sound of my father's voice. I managed to break out of my friends embrace and faced him. Tears were running down my eyes like fountain that I did not bother to wipe away. As a matter of fact I wanted him to see me tears.

"Don't cry," he said in the most tender voice taking a step toward me. Then he took another step and another before he was only a hand distance within my reach. He pulled me into his arms and held me tightly. I heard footsteps walking out of the terrace. My friends are leaving. Giving us father and daughter some private space.

"I have made up my decision. From now on you will live with me." He told me and I just looked up at him. Didn't give out any response just asked one word.

"Ruka?"

"Don't worry about her." he assured me. "She will not be able to bother you. I will not allow her to do that."

I said nothing just stood there quietly while he quietly shed few drop of tears. I just watched being well aware that these are no tears of grief but were tears of guilt. But here is the thing... It is too late, too late for him to be guilty. Being the kind heart person mother was she forgave him. I still don't understand how can one forgive so easily. I remember asking my mother many times and her answer would be to softly smile. Till now I do not know the meaning behind that smile but one thing is for sure she never stopped loving him.

"She loved you very much." his eyes widen as he stared me down. "Do not worry she even forgave you, long time back. Instead she lived all her life thinking she must have made some mistake for you to fall out of love with her."

He wine eyes now cast down. He could no longer look at me.

"She made a habit of praying every night. And you and Ruka were always in her prayer. She prayed for the two of you to live happily."

"Yuki I-"

"I wanted to cut off all the connections with you the day you refused to help mother for her treatment. For me you died that day. But mother was stubborn, she pushed me to the furtherest to keep my connection to you going. Want to know secret?"

He looked at me.

"Mother's condition deteriorated last week. I was by her side all these time and that is why I didn't want to come when you and Ruka pressured me to come to assist with Karu's birthday. But no you had to contact mother and she could never say no to you as a result I was forced to come to your house to arrange for your daughter's birthday..." I took a deep breath before letting out the words with all the bitterness I could master.

"...and guess what? I could not be by mother's side during her last breath." my voice started to crack but I didn't care. "Those final moments of her life I couldn't be there for my mother. Only so that you're wife could arrange for her daughter's birthday!"

"I'm so sorry Yuk-"

"Please don't be sorry!" His eyes showed hurt as if I any longer care. "You're sorry means nothing. It will not bring back my mother. Neither will your sorry erase those painful memories of her."

"Yuki your mother will always be special to me. Deep down I have always loved and respected her."

"In that case... why? WHY made her suffer in such cruel form?" he was about to speak but I cut him off. "Do you know I still remember the day mother and I walked in on you and Ruka." he closed his eyes shut in shame. The most logical thing to do.

"The child me did not understand what was going on but my eyes could see you and Ruka naked into each others arms, moving against one another. Mother's mouth parted, her eyes teared up, you both didn't stop. I don't think you ever said sorry to her. Instead became more open with the intimacy. Mother had to bear for years as you bedded her sister right in front of her eyes. Soon you only slept with Ruka in her room. I remember the time I was burning with fever mother begged you to come, you came but only to be dragged by an angry Ruka seconds later."

"Yuki..."

"You divorced mother with the false accusation of cheating on you so that you did not have to pay her any compensation money. As if my mother wanted your money. Then you never even bothered to pay for my child support. Not even for once did you think how was Aiyora going to raise the child on her own? Then Ruka was having issues conceiving after marriage and again you played nasty games took me under your custody. You snatch away mother's only hope of survival. All those times as I lived into your house being tortured by your wife never once did you protest. Then when your wife conceived. You tossed me back to mother. We were just toys to you weren't we? Played as long as desired and tossed away once done."

"You don't know the guilt that is devouring me from inside Yuki."

"Even after all that you did not even for once did she allow me to speak ill about you. And as for her, never in her life has she uttered a single bad word about you. She loved you very much and it is my mother, Aiyora, who taught me the strength and power of one sided love. It is only for her sake I kept in touch with you two and respected you both. And now that mother is gone... My relationship with you, your wife and daughter is over."

"I'm sorry Yuki. Believe me I am so sorry...for everything I have made your mother go through."

"Have you once said that to mother?" I demanded and he closed his eyes in shame.

"You didn't but that okay since she forgave you long before. However..." This time I took a step closer and whispered.

"...this time you will really be sorry. Remember this with death mother's suffering has finally come to an end but yours has just begun."

I'm not sure if he noticed my vengeful tone but before he could speak again a third voice interrupted us. It was Ruka. She came to ask her husband if she could give the farewell speech.

I rolled my eyes in disbelief and disgust and walked out of the terrace leaving my father with his wife. I may be my mother's daughter but I'm also my father's daughter and aunt's niece. Just like I could be kind as my mother the same way I can be cruel like my father and back stabbing bitch like my aunt/step mother. I am vengeful. Not sure who I inherited that trait from. Or maybe it was just built within me by watching my mother's misery.

Thing I'm about to do would have disappointed my mother. But I care not because like her if I sit tight and do nothing I will never be able to forgive myself. After all, what they did to my mother wasn't just cruel but inhumane. In the back of my head many times I had the urge to kill father and Ruka but I also didn't want to make things easier for them. I wanted them to suffer, burn and feel that pain that my mother felt each and every day of her life. That is why I waited, for the right time which has now arrived.

I stopped and looked over my shoulder to see Ruka kissing my father and rested her head on his chest but his wondering eyes somehow has managed to settle elsewhere. At first it made me question where was he looking? I followed his lusty gaze only to see that it has landed me on one of my best friend, Veronica to be precise. Wait what!? He is checking out Veronica? Something inside my refused to believe. I followed his gaze once more and again it took me to Veronica's form dressed in that fitted black dress. Then again why was I even surprised? Veronica is an eye candy to begin with. Her super model like persona is what dragged men's attention quite fast.

Taking my eyes off my father I decided to now focus on Veronica. My dear friend on the other hand too seemed to notice my father's Stare on her form. And she was enjoying every bit of it. You see even if Kaname Kuran is my father, a middle aged man in his late forties but looked far more handsome and extravagant than loser boys of these generation. So Veronica reciprocal towards him didn't surprise me. Funny enough father too fits the exact criteria that Veronica looks for in any man. Therefore she reacted exactly as I expected her to do so. She offered him a shy smile and a little longing stare before resuming back on her conversation with Ichiru. Acting complete normal like nothing even happened.

Here is one interesting discovery I made that moment, once a man loses his character he never gets it back. It is quite similar to the saying once a cheater always a cheater. Ruka surprisingly remained oblivious about the secret eye contact father and Veronica were sharing at every chance they got. And I decided to simply sit tight and watch the drama that is about to begin soon.

I couldn't stop the sinister smirk forming in the corner of my lips thinking about how history is about to repeat itself. A part of me felt delight just to imagine the pain that Ruka would suffer. Finally she will get back the taste of her own cooking... The betrayal.

I read it in a book once 'Revenge is a dish best served cold!' and now I cannot wait to taste it.

a.n. Thank you all for reading. Not sure if I made you guys happy or disappointed but atleast I hope you guys enjoyed. There might be another part to show how Yuki avenues her mother.