Truth In The The Flower
A Fan Fic about my favourite my favourite (well only) straight pairing in all anime, Rido Kuran x Midori Shiki (Senri's mother if you haven't guessed lol.) I originally started writing one called 'Animal I Have Become' featuring this pair but I got bored and the plot was getting bit mixed up so I deleted it and wrote this instead. Hope you enjoy it :D
Note: I actually wanted to finish writing the whole story before posting but as I am busy I won't be able to spend as much time on it as i wanted to, and as I have two wonderful friends, Ruki and Shayma (RukiSakamaki and FilleDePorcelaine) who are desperate to read this, I have decided to upload as far as I've got. I'm not all that good on the Japanese Honorfics so please ignore that I haven't used them.
Warning: Yes there will be Lemons, violence, lemons, rape, lemons, blood drinking,lemons, general Rido-ness and did I mention lemons?
Disclaimer: No VK isn't mine if it was Rido wouldn't have a stupid obsession with Juri and Ruki. Duh, they are so plain! They can't even compare to Midori's looks, charm, grace and talent.
Thank yous: Firstly Shayma hunni, thankyou for you for helping me to understand the real Rido, his true personality and why he does the things that he does. I swear you have clearly insight into Rido's mind than Hino herself! Secondly Ruki, thankyou for your constant love and support, it's really helped urge me on and finally, YOU the reader, thankyou for choosing to click on my fic and taking time to read. Love you all xx
Sitting, quietly talking in the corner with her friends of the same social status, sipping wine as red as her hair, Midori was anxious about the forthcoming ball. Oh she had been to many, many in her 1300 year old life, in fact she, to put it plainly LOVED THEM! She loved the glitz, the glamour, the elegance, all of which were perfectly accurate adjectives to describe the world's most beautiful actress too.
But this time, most of the guest here was subdued too, well subdued isn't the right word, more unnerved in anticipation, for it was rumoured that a Pureblood would be attending tonight's ball . Purebloods, the rarest but perfect Vampires of all! Only 5 families still remained and oh what if one was to be here tonight?! It might be a Kuran ... Kuran basically known as the Royal Family of Vampires.
'But what, thought Midori, what if it's the head of the Kurans, therefore the King of all Vampires – Rido Kuran?' OK, a small part of her was because he was King but to but it plainly, she was utterly, madly and insanely in love with him. She could focus on nothing else besides him, he was everything to her, whether in her dreams at night or her day dreams during the day, it was he that occupied them. Whenever she was scripted to love scenes in her films, she would always pretend the other actor was Rido – everyone commented what a convincing act it was, but outside of her profession she had no contact with males at all (well except kissing fans at meets and greets) as she only had her heart reserved for him. She refused to date any other person as she was so kind natured she didn't want to lead any man on by thinking they had a chance to spend eternity with her when she knew it was impossible for her to return the feeling.
The automatic silence of all in the room pulled her from thoughts. It was obvious why, the air was thick with a Pureblood aura – the rumours where true, a Pureblood had arrived! As was expected by all the Vampire race, the unwavering high respect they held for Purebloods, all the guest in the vicinity bowed (or as in Midori's case curtsied) when said Pureblood walked in. Gasps was heard as people finally saw who it was, Midori finally gathered enough courage to look up – expensive looking shoes, long sturdy legs, toned stomach covered by an exquisite suit jacket to match his trousers, a muscular broad chest, a thick neck that looked so enticing to sink fangs into, a well defined jawline, inviting lips, all surrounded by dark brown wavy hair that curled in just the right places around his cheeks, and finally to his eyes – One red. One blue. Those extraordinary eyes, so rare, alluring, yet so dangerous that one could easily become lost in those mismatched orbs and Midori whole heart, mind, body and soul had already been captured by them by them centuries ago.
Her heart rate quickened to the point of nearly hyperventilating upon seeing the man that completely taken over her entire being, her Rido, her Rido was standing there in all his magnificent regal glory. Yes Rido was handsome, as all Purebloods were, but he, getting to gaze at him in full profile only a few feet away well Midori couldn't believe how handsome he really was up close. Trying to decide what to do, go up to him and introduce herself, wait until he got around to her, or excuse herself and leave, she saw something that made her blood run cold! There beside him was Shizuka Hio, another Pureblood with long white hair and pink eyes, she was the Queen of Purebloods, or in other words, Rido's wife. Midori of course knew he was married but always put that fact to the back of her mind, it was like if she didn't think about it, it wasn't really true but here they was, holding hands and looking so in love.
Midori bless her, had to get away from the sight, but she had pride and was an adult grown woman so she had no desire to run off crying like a teenager losing their crush, but she needed air to help calm her down. Making her way to the large decorative double French doors leading to one of the many balconies, she sat upon the stone ledge looking out across the estate that must be at least 100 acres, the blooming Sakura trees, the bonsai garden and mainly the the small lake which shimmered under the bright moonlight. The scene was so picturesque and serene, it relaxed her back to a calm state, making her able to think logically, though 2 voices battle inside her head.
'Don't be silly, he's King, of course he would be married. If it wasn't Shizuka it would be some other Pureblood. He needs a Queen and he has one. Love him yes, but remember you have to take into account he will always be joined to another. Like it or leave it. '
'But I love him! i want him! Please please leave her, fall out of love with her, even if you don't choose me I don't want to think of him joined with some other woman. *Cries inside*'
'Come on girl, you know you will never have him and if you really love him you wouldn't want him to be lonely, plus without a Queen he wouldn't have a throne and you definitely don't want to take that away from him.'
'But ... but I love him so much ...'
A single tear ran down her cheek as she struggled with the internal warring voices. It may hurt her again but she needed another look at him, turning her head so she could see through all the smartly dressed men and beautiful woman wearing twirly dresses, she gave a sad smile when she realised her dress was better than all of theirs – best fitting, finest material, most revealing, didn't make her feel any better though as she looked towards Rido and saw him flirting with a blonde vampire in a strappy long dress and layers of lipstick. Oh, did I mention? Rido may be married but he was a Pureblood, meaning the strength of his lustful desires was pushed to a whole new level, for both blood and sex, with his looks, power and status woman would be more than willing to give themselves up to him. Obviously this girl was to be the next, Midori stared in jealously, unable to remove her eyes, his head getting closer to blonde and they kissed, her heart broke and gave a gasp, she shook her head in disbelief hoping she was seeing things, looking back up she saw the same scene – his arms wrapped around her, she was smiling up at him but there was one difference. Rido wasn't staring down at her, his eyes was transfixed, staring into the wine-red haired female vampire's ocean blue eyes that was Midori's.
It was if time had stood still. Midori had no idea how long she was mesmerised by his glance but in the end, she knew she had to break free, she didn't want to look stupid staring at him like a rabbit caught in the headlights, but on the other hand she didn't want to seem disrespectful, so she lightly bowed her head, turned slowly and gracefully went down the stone steps, heading towards the swinging arbour, secluded by climbing lilacs and orchids. The flowers smelt lovely and she inhaled the scent deeply, the petals moved around her nose as the wind began to blow, sending a cold rush throughout her body. It wasn't until that point she realised it was quite a chilly night, all of the Rido thoughts had totally made her ignore the dropping temperature. Shivering once more she reached to her shoulders to obtain her cashmere pashmina to wrap it more tightly around herself for a bit of extra warmth, but finding nothing but bare shoulders.
'Oh great! That was my 600th birthday present from my great grand-mother (who she loved dearly but had since passed on) and now I will have to retreat back inside, I have no idea though what to do when I enter but I must go before I freeze.'
She wanted to have a quick search for her shawl first, maybe the wind blew it behind the arbour, or maybe it got caught in the bushes along the way, maybe she left it on the balcony or even back in the ballroom itself. Bending down she decided to look by the nearby ornamental stone garden, her precious possession was pushed right underneath her face.
"Lost something?" asked a kind, strong voice.
"Oh thank you ever so much, Sir," Midori gratefully accepted it and turned to face the person who saved her beloved scarf, her eyes grew wide, tongue tied in shock when she saw who it was," Y-your Ma-majesty, you shouldn't of gone to all this trouble for me!"
"What? And miss a chance to help a beautiful damsel in distress? No problem at all, my dear, here let me," smiled Rido, she placed her dainty hand in his large one that was stretched out for her to hold so she could get up. Instead of giving back her shawl, he moved her long red hair to the side so he could place the scarf properly arou nd her, tying it at the front. She immediately felt slightly warmer, probably not from her extra accessory as it was thin but from the feeling of having the one she loved touching her for the first time, "you know, it's awfully crowded in there, and it's such a beautiful evening, I just had to come and walk the grounds, do you wish to accompany me?"
"Of course, I would love too Your Majesty!"
"Please, no need to call me that, just Rido will do," he laughed, "and what's your name, hey wait, I recognise you, Midori, the famous Oscar-winning actress? And mainly, the sole heiress of the ancient Aristocratic Shiki family."
"Yes that's me," she smiled shyly at him, before shivering harshly.
"Oh I am sorry, being a Pureblood I don't feel the cold so I didn't realise it was freezing, here, just for you," he slipped his black jacket off and helped her into it. The arms were way too long and it reached down to just above her knees. Oooooh how God damn cute she looks in that!
Carrying on their moonlight walk, by and by they came upon a quaint unused summerhouse, Rido without asking led her inside, she followed without question. A comfy large corner suite with a matching chaise-longue was situated on the right, a mini kitchen and bar to the left, to the back a hall that probably led to a bathroom. Rido situated himself on the sofa, pulling Midori onto his lap, curling her up to him.
"Do you have friends waiting for you back at the Ball?"
"No Your Maj-, I mean Rido, I have friends in there but they're not exactly waiting especially for me or anything."
"So you have no plans for tonight then?" inquired Rido, one arm was loosely around her while the other was starting to slowly rub her thigh.
"No, not really, I have an upcoming film, I've recently received the script so I was going to have a quick scan but that's it." He's touching my leg, ahhhhh if I play it right and carefully don't act like a pathetic love sick girl, then maybe, maybe there's a chance that ...
"I also am free, want to stay the night with me so neither of us gets lonely?" he asked in an innocent voice, lips moving closer to hers as he spoke to entice her more.
"But Rido, aren't you needed back at the Ball, then there's Shizuka, and as King you probably have a trillion of duties to perform," her body was overwhelmed with want right now to take up him up on his offer, wait that could mean they could end up ... this turned her insides to jelly but she was inquisitive and wanted to know.
"I have made my presence at the Ball and already conducted my business I have to there, Shizuka has family issues that she wishes to attend to straightaway so after tonight she will be flying straight back to Tokyo, as for my duties, I'm King! I can do them whenever I decide to, and right no w," he drawled, laying her down on the settee, climbing fully on top, his face literally pressing against hers, "I have one duty to complete, as you are one of my subjects, will you do your duty as well and comply?"
She answered by accepting and happily joining in with his hard passionate kiss that he attacked her lips with. He thrust his wet probing tongue into her mouth, Midori sucked on it in return, hands rustling through his hair. Lifting his head up from their rough kiss, a trail of saliva connecting them, licking her moist lips, he trailed his tongue along her jaw, down to her neck, across the vein. He could smell her blood beneath the skin, hear it flowing through her artries, grazing his fangs over her jugular, holding her head back, he gave one large lick to the area. Eyes, red, mouth opened wide ready to bite.