A/N: This is just a drabble I made during my history class. I was daydreaming about Haruka and his gentle nature. And how it will be wonderful to write about his adoration towards his beloved family especially Yuuki (for most people always say that fathers were usually close to their daughters while mothers to sons). And I was in the mood to write fluffiness so… why not? :D okay, enough for the ramblings, and enjoy the story…
Disclaimer: If I own Vampire Knight, I would draw more Juuri/Haruka pairing, for they were my favorite pairing in VK. Sigh…
Behind the Thick Walls of The Kuran's Household
: Daddy loves you :
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The sun was shinning brightly in the sky outside. But his room was dark because of the thick curtains that shielded the gigantic windows on the wall. It was a mid-day for human, but for vampires, it was late night. He was sitting upright on the centre of his humongous bed. His wife lying beside him. He was awakened by a faint crying sound. However, his wife that still lying peacefully, hadn't awakened yet. Maybe it was because of her exhaustion from giving all of her energy to her baby-girl this day. When he felt that she started to stirring in her sleep, then opened her eyes and attempted to sit, he put his hand on her shoulder gently.
"Sleep, Love… I'll take care of her…" he whispered lovingly to her with a smile. His lips grazing her ear. Juuri pecked his lips softly as a motion of gratitude, then went back to sleep. Pulling the soft and thick blanket closer around her body. Haruka kissed the top of her head gently then rose from his bed onto the carpeted floor. He slipped his bare feet into his slippers then strode to the thick wooden double-doors across from his bed. He opened them as silent as possible and skidded outside the room. He walked gracefully in the corridor, following the crying sound to a room not far from his own.
He opened the door and stepped inside. His gaze swept over the room, and in an instant he knew the reason for the baby's cry. The thick curtains of the room was slightly ajar, letting the sunshine flew in and formed a wide line of light on the wall. He brought the curtains closer and the room immediately became dark. He walked to the baby's elegant white-furnished wooden crib and took the crying baby into his arms gently. He cradled her while cooing tenderly.
"Now, now, Princess… don't be afraid, Daddy's here…" He smiled lovingly. His eyes showed nothing but tenderness.
The baby stopped her crying and took a hold of his silk pajamas fabric with her tiny hand while sucking her thumb. She had stopped crying, but still he could sense uneasiness and fear in her big round eyes.
"What's wrong sweetheart? You can't sleep?" he nuzzled his nose to her face and took in her relaxing scent.
"Well, if that's the problem, then… how about I sing you a lullaby?" he swung the baby gently in his protective arms and started to sing affectionately.
"Sleep my little Gentle Princess, my everything…
Play with the fairies in your sweet, sweet dreams…
Sleep my charming darling, my Little One,
Sleep and create your own wonderland…"
He could see calmness started to form in her beautiful chocolate eyes, and so he continued.
"You flied down from heaven with your tiny wings…
You landed in our arms and spread your charms…
Oh my Dear One, what have you done?
By your beauty, we've all stunned… "
He brought her closer and kissed her forehead. She giggled in reply, and the sound was so beautiful it made his knees weak.
"Exquisite and beautiful you shall grow,
And before you, all men will bow…
Kind and loving, slender and tall,
The most beautiful of all…"
The baby yawned and snuggled to his chest. He could feel her breathing became slower and calmer. Hence he cradled her even more gently, and slowing his song's rhythm.
"Let you grow and be kindhearted,
Never tainted with rage and hatred…
Be warm and kind and loving, my Princess,
And let no one match your gentleness…
Sleep and rest your tiny body, Little Baby,
Cradled in our arms ever so gently…
Sleep tight, Dearest One, and sweet dream too,
And don't be afraid, for we'll be watching you…"
When the last line of the lullaby escaped his lips, she was sleeping soundly in his arms. He bent forward to kiss the top of her head, and then he closed his eyes slowly and whispered to her ear lovingly, "Sleep well and dream sweet dreams, Yuuki… my Gentle Princess…"
He laid her into her crib, tucked her under her white soft blanket and swayed the crib gently, and after that he glided towards the door. He turned his head to check on her for the last time for the night, a warm smile on his face. He walked outside her room, skidded through the corridor, and walked into his own bed room. After opened the door silently, he strode to the bed. He slipped of his slippers then tucked himself under the blanket, and scooted closer to his sleeping wife. Ready to sleep.
"What took you so long, Haruka?" Juuri asked him gently.
"Oh, I thought you're asleep Love… I sang her a lullaby I made for her some times ago." He startled just the slightest bit to hear her voice.
"Did she like it?"
"I don't know… let's just hope that she did…" He smiled.
"I'm sure she loved it, silly Haruka…" She chuckled softly. "And right now I can already imagine how she will become the most spoiled vampire child ever in the whole world… spoiled by her silly parents…" the melodic ringing bells of her chuckle continued for a few more seconds. How Haruka loved the sound so much. It brought him happiness inside, just like his daughter's giggles few minutes ago
"Is that a bad thing?" Haruka brought her closer to his side, and snaked one of his arm around her waist possessively.
"No… it's a wonderful thing to be honest… our children were the most wonderful things that ever happened in our lives…" She nuzzled her nose to the crook of his neck and breathed in his scent deeply. Her lips pressed to his skin, formed a wide smile of pure happiness.
"Yes they are…" He agreed and rested his chin on top of her head. "Now let us rest, Love…"
"Mhmm…" She mumbled softly as a reply.
And together they drifted to the land of dreams, with joy and happiness dwelled in their hearts. And they were the true picture of a loving family.
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How was that? Like it? Don't like it? Please leave review just to make my day brighter than ever. Believe me I'll really appreciate every review from you. And feel free if you want to ask me something about this fanfic.
Personally, I love this chapter, for Haruka/Juuri is my favorite pairing. I have always wondered about their steadfast love and devotion to each other, and their gentleness despite the fact that they were pureblood vampires who usually were cold and cruel. But well, that's just me and my overly-active imagination… hehe :) oh, and I changed the title from 'Life of the Kurans' to 'Behind the Thick Walls of the Kuran's Household'. To you, which one is better?
Okay, enough for the ramblings…
And thank you so much for reading!!
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