A/N: Please read and review. No flames unless you are going to make s'mores. Criticism is always welcome. This is a one shot. I have been very discouraged by the lack of reviews from my last two stories that this may be my last one. If you do like the stories I write and would like to see me continue, I ask that you give me a review and let me know what you think.

Warning: This story is OC'ness. If you're not into yaoi or male/male sexual relationships, please don't read any further. This has a dark ending. Character death and suicide.

Disclaimer: I don't own VK, or the characters. My plot bunnies own this story and loves borrowing Kaname and Zero for their stories. I own nothing but my plot bunnies. All honor for the original story and characters goes to Hino-Sama, bless her wonderful and creative heart.

Summery: He sits by the tombstone of his love and mate, lamenting over his death.

Lamentation of a broken heart

It has been a week since the attack, a week since you died to save my life, a week since you took my heart with you.

All I can do is sit here in shame, my head hung down low. Shame, because I don't have the will to continue to live on without you. You were my rock and source of strength. I know you would want me to continue to live on, but since you died, by heart doesn't want to keep beating. Tears that I was once ashamed to let fall on my face, now freely slide down my cheeks.

Everyday, I have come here to visit as I can't stand the thought of being away from you even for a moment, yet we have never been farther apart since we confessed our love for each other.

I lost my family at an early age and I wasn't looking for anyone to care about me, but you did. You showed me that I didn't have to be alone, that it's ok to love and allow myself to be loved. Until you, I was afraid to allow myself to be close to anyone, but you wouldn't let me keep you at a safe distance. Sitting here, now, after these last twenty years, I find I can not regret the love you have shown me. I can not regret allowing myself to love you. I can not regret the time we have had.

These last twenty years have been the best years of my life.

I should have been there to protect you, but I was called away. The night I left, I will never forget it, we argued. I thought you were telling I needed to make a choice. You or the meeting I was being called to. I couldn't understand why you asked me to make a choice. I had to leave and I tried to explain that to you, but at the time, you didn't want to hear me out.

I left, angry and heart sick because of the last words we said to each other. "I guess I will always be second in your life. It doesn't matter if it's to another person or your job. Go, I don't want to see you now. Leave, leave me alone." Those were the last words you spoke to me.

"I have to go, I don't have a choice about that. I thought after all of these years, you would have realized that when I get called away, I don't have a choice. I guess it doesn't matter much to you. You just want me all to your self and not allow me my own life." was the last words I spoke to you out of anger.

I couldn't focus on the meeting. I was too distracted with our heated words. On the way home, I stopped by to pick up a little gift to apologize with to give you. When I got home, the sight I found was grisly and gruesome. I became frantic to find you. I found you in our room, just in time to hear you say you loved me and then you died. I didn't get the chance to tell you that I'm sorry, to tell you that I love you, or to say goodbye.

Now, I sit here day after day, staring at your tombstone that has your name on it. I couldn't take it anymore, living without you, so I brought Bloody Rose with me. I will be joining you soon. Forgive me Kaname, this life just isn't worth living anymore without you in it.

The End

I have been very discouraged by the lack of reviews from my last two stories that this may be my last one. If you do like the stories I write and would like to see me continue, I ask that you give me a review and let me know what you think.