Warnings: yaoi m/m relationship – don't like, don't read

Disclaimer: Vampire Knight and its characters belong to Matsuri Hino – Just this plot is mine, and there's this little fact that vampires didn't exist – so everyone is human…

Authors Note: it will be just a short 5-chapter story – I want to try writing something romantic with a happy ending…

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- Prologue -

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This one street – in the middle on the old part of this with technology packed, never sleeping city – is the same even after so many years that it had witnessed – the Red Light District.

In these busting days, it has become a place of illegal prostitution and drug dealings. The people look down on those working at those "houses of pleasure", calling them whores. There's nothing magnificent or magical about it anymore.

But it wasn't always that way. There were times – long, long ago – when the "sinful houses" as they call them nowadays, held a high respected position in the eyes of people.

On that one street, with different types of those houses on both sides, was this one magnificent old mansion at the end of it. All about it was the highest quality; the patrons and the guests were the richest and powerful people from all kind of parts of the world. It was called the Palace of Dreams.

And there, amongst the highest quality courtesans, I was the best…

They called me the "Silver Rose" – was it because of my silver hair? Or maybe it was because of my different personalities. I could play the tender and loving lover, whisper sweet words and bring the greatest pleasure to any partner I was with.

But deep down, the reality was completely different. My heart was frozen, thorn apart to many pieces – and my personality when I wasn't with a patron or a customer was exactly the same. Cold like a steal – I was a stubborn brat.

I believed that it would be always like that – that the ice around my heart would never melt. Oh how wrong I was…

Everything began to change when he first entered the stage where we presented the false games of dreams coming true – and with that he also entered into my life, with the intention of staying in it…

…Kaname Kuran – that was his name…