She was like a mirage. She simply stood at the gates to the school, staring at the old buildings. She had beautiful long hair, and a vacant gaze. "Who's she?" one girl asked. Two souls followed their disciples' gazes, and they froze. They recognized this girl. The long hair and small height was iconic.
They shoved their way out of a crowd of girls and made their way over, absolutely astonished, and thinking they perhaps needed to be medicated if it was only illusion. But no, they stood feet from her...the young girl not even having to look to know their presence. The mahogany eyes that seemed to fade to a light bronze around the large pupil. Her hair seemed to match her eye color perfectly and the bare few sun beams that bared down on it making it seem silky. She wore a black tipped back fedora, with a floral dress, stopping just above her knee, with a cable-knit sweater and combat boots. Those army boots...also iconic. "Princess Yuki." Ruka breathed. Akatsuki was only looking at the girl's eyes.
Not even an innocent glint.
She barely seemed alive. She was a sickly pinkish white, a beige. She dressed in vintage grunge fashions, rather then her usual preppy apparel. She didn't even seem like she had even been to Cross Academy before, her eyes filled with wonder and curiosity. But what is it they say? It kills the cat.
A spirit. That had to be it. Her beautiful porcelain face...lackluster eyes...the ghostly light radiating off her skin. Had she appeared to taunt him, to warn him? Or even to say goodbye? Perhaps he needed to rest. His dark & crumbling, cold heart had kept him up every night for two years with its incessant painful cries. "Was that Yuki-sama?" Takuma's voice cut in. Kaname looked at him in surprise. He saw it too...the fangirls saw it...the night class saw it. She was there, it was her. And he could see her silhouette now, disappearing into the fog. He vanished from Takuma's side and using his powers, appeared in her path.
She didn't stop however, merely walking around him. "Yuki." he said. She stopped and took her time to turn and face him. He walked up to her, his hand gripping onto her long strands of hair. He couldn't help himself. He leaned down, his face hovering over hers before his arms wrapped around her small, cold, skinny body. Her hands stayed limp at her sides as she didn't say a word, which worried him deeply, however he was successful to hide it. "What was that for?" she spoke at last. His hands drifted up her arms up to her snow white face. "You've left me...for so long." he said.
She blinked and smiled distantly as she pulled away and kept walking. "It's boring, travelling so long. It was...time to come home." No further explanation. He cocked a brow as he grabbed her wrist. "Yuki, talk to me. Where were you? Why have you been gone so long?" She smiled wider. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you."
She pulled away easily with one small tug as she turned and disappeared into the day dorms. He didn't know what to feel after that encounter. His heart started beating again when he was able to talk to her and touch her again. But those strange answers, the way she evaded him...it caused him a great deal of worry. Even when she talked it was like he was speaking to a ghost. She answered his questions with blurred answers, but he could read between the lines.
"I'm here, my heart's beating. But something happened to me...and now I'm shutting you out."