Author's Note:
This fanfic is set for the Tsukihime universe, meaning the game Tsukihime. FanFiction(dot)net does not have a section for this game nor the other games bearing the same characters, so the anime I've decided to use the Tsukihime anime location instead for this story. I apologize ahead of time for this and hope this does not dissuade any readers from enjoying this work. Neither of the anime Shingetsutan Tsukihime or Lunar Legend Tsukihime follows this story arc and is only available through completion of the game along one of the several story arcs.
This fanfic is set following the Ciel Good Ending. It is advised that readers be familiar with this ending before going on with the story. There is a full video (broken into parts) for the Ciel Good Ending that may be found on www(dot)YouTube(dot)com, I did not post up the video but am quite thankful that there is one up so I don't particularly need to put one up myself.
Tsukihime: Broken Vows
Chapter 1
Of Live, Love and Cooking Lessons
"It's nice having you over so often, Shiki," Arcueid smiles peering into her living room at the lone occupant. The young man in her apartment dressed in a standard high school uniform, buttons unclasped in a casual fashion sat at a lone table. He gazes outside the window of the apartment following the clouds in the sky.
Happy with his presence, Arcueid giggles to herself and whips back into her kitchen tending to the stove. Wafts of steam billow out into the room gifting Shiki with a sample of what is being cooked. His stomach aches as he resists the urge to enter the kitchen and cook something for himself.
"It's more along the lines that I don't have a choice. You probably don't know, since you two don't really get along that well, but Ciel likes curry. More to the fact, it is closer along the lines of obsession rather than a favorite food. It's getting to the point where I can't stand it anymore." He sighs as he folds himself over the small table in the room. Glancing over at the TV, Shiki barely takes notice of the afternoon news, the aroma of Arcueid's katsu holding his attention. "I didn't notice it the first few times I visited her apartment, but her kitchen smells strongly of curry. That and practically all of her cabinets are filled with curry related foods or ingredients for curry related foods, it's getting too much for me. She cooks good and all, but it's getting to the point of no return…she even went and bought me some curry bread for lunch today."
"Oh? So does that mean you will be breaking up with Ciel soon? If that's what it takes, I wouldn't mind taking care of you and cooking for you like this forever, Shiki." Arcueid emerges from the kitchen a plate of katsu in hand. She plops herself down across from Shiki, her short blonde hair shimmering in the afternoon sun. Looking over at the vampire, Shiki notes the broad smile across her face. Shaking his head, he looks towards the food clashed between jumping at the plate or reeling back. A vampire who needs no 'normal' food wouldn't really know all that much about cooking, naturally.
"Who knows? …Maybe." He indulged her. "You know, this is troubling. My girlfriend loves to cook for me, but I can't eat it…then there's this other girl who likes me and likes to cook for me…" Shiki warily cuts into the katsu taking note of the overly liberal use of sauce as it spills out from over and inside the katsu oozing over the plate and conveniently mingles with the rice. "…but isn't very good at cooking at all." Shiki sighs and takes a bite holding back a cringe in the process.
Looking up, he sees Arcueid's eyes giving away her dissatisfaction with his comment. "Shiki, you know I don't like hearing you refer to that…that woman like that."
Seeing as she failed to hear the part about her lack of cooking expertise, Shiki decides not to bring it up. "Well, you get upset if I use her name, 'Ciel', the term 'Senpai' or anything else." Picking at the food Shiki wonders whether it would have been better to walk the extra distance and just have eaten at the mansion with a Kohaku special. "In any case, you should be glad I was able to drop by at all, it's not easy sneaking away from Ciel when she knows I'm hungry. It's not like she likes me going to other girls' places at all let alone to eat lunch…and your place of all places, she would sooner kill me than let me come to your place to eat lunch." Mulling over what to do with the rice, Shiki tentatively spoons a small bit only to set it down once more, the overwhelming scent of salt getting the better of him.
Ignoring the mound of discolored rice on the plate, Arcueid's glare pierces Shiki, her enmity of Ciel thick in the air. Her arch-rival in life, love and occupation, she would have several reasons to hold such feelings towards Ciel, hearing about her over protectiveness adding fuel to the flames, Shiki instantly regretted his last statement. Arch-rivals they may be, but her fondness for Shiki keeping her in check.
"So she tried to force this curry bread on you killing your appetite earlier so much so that you couldn't eat lunch." She shakes her hand towards her invisible foe as if to yell out 'unforgivable'. "Thus your only refuge for culinary satisfaction relies upon me, not that I mind cooking for you at all, Shiki. It's regrettable that you have to deal with that all the time."
Shiki, already in the kitchen scooping the rice pudding on the plate into the trash turned. "You know, you are also partly to blame. You keep showing up in my room in the mornings making me later and later getting to school. I'm almost positive that Hisui knows about you coming by in the mornings by now. I'm just grateful she hasn't said anything to Akiha about this yet. It took so long to get you out of the room this morning all I had time for was to get changed and head to school, didn't have any time for breakfast. I told you already that I would spend time with you once my exams were finished."
"I couldn't wait; Shiki…is that so bad?" Arcueid whined cowering before Shiki's accusing gaze.
"Yes, it is. You and Ciel are both making things difficult on me right now; I would appreciate it if you would stop antagonizing me in the mornings…and stop picking fights with Ciel while you are at it."
"It's not my fault she's like that; if there's anyone to blame it would all be on her part." Arcueid pouted looking up at Shiki.
Grabbing his school bag, Shiki headed for the door. "Either way, could you at least stop coming to my house in the mornings? If anything, that causes me more stress in the mornings than I deserve to have for the entire day. Just be glad that Ciel doesn't know I came by here for food or things would get really dicey. I'll see you later, Arcueid." With a wave, Shiki closed the door behind him.
"Man, I figured things wouldn't be all that smooth being together with Ciel but still liking Arcueid, but this is getting ridiculous. Things wouldn't be so bad if either Ciel would cook other things but curry…or if Arcueid could cook…or if they stopped their fighting…or if they could get along." Shiki sighed, "Wishing for the impossible is nice and all, but, after all, a dream's just a dream."
Stepping outside, a sword flew past his face only to lodge itself in the ground before him. Fearing the worst, he gazed down towards the sword. Before even reaching the ground, he stopped noticing stains on his jacket from the katsu sauce.
Above him a voice called to him, full of hostility promising pain and death with each word. "Found you...Tohno-kun"
Burying his head in his hands, Shiki could only mutter one line, "Oh, crap…"