Where are you? Are you here? I feel so alone...

Prologue - Alone

"Shiki." The voice rang like a bell, a soft and sweet sound. Shiki lifted his head off the pillow of where he was sprawled on the large bed to look at the slim figure leaning against the doorframe.

"Rima." Shiki fell silent after that, closing his eyelids and adjusted his breathing so he looked like he was sleeping. The slight figure made no attempt to wake him; she merely glided into the room. She raised one of her perfect eyebrows and looked at Shiki skeptically. Rima reached into the small blue bag she was carrying to pull out a rectangular box. With lighting speed she threw the Pocky to Shiki where he caught it without losing beat to his steady breathing. He opened one eye slowly and tilted his head to the side. Rima watched in delight as the Shiki's mouth slid into a half-smile.

She shortened the distance between them with a few graceful steps and sat cross-legged on the edge of where Shiki laid, her back to him. Behind her, Shiki munched on his stick, his chewing slow and half-hearted.

Suddenly she spun around, a movement so fast that even Shiki didn't wasn't expecting it. He looked at Rima's worried expression and sighed before closing his eyes again.

"You don't need to look so concerned Rima." Shiki's voice was tight, trying to control the swirling mass of emotions inside of him. With his eyes still closed, he lifted his hand and gently stroked Rima's cheek with two fingers. Slowly, she lifted her hands to place them on top of his.

They stayed this way for an immeasurable amount of time before Shiki sighed again. "You should go." Rima kept her hands firmly on top of his, stubbornly unwilling to let him go. Shiki simply stared at Rima until she groaned and dropped her arms to her sides.

"You're right, I should go. Keep the Pocky." She leaned down to kiss him softly on the forehead before disappearing into thin air.

An unnatural breeze swirled around him. "Good-bye Shiki." Silently the door closed. Her bell-like voice still rang in the air before it too faded into nothingness.

In a heartbeat, he sitting at the very place Rima was just a few seconds ago, fully aware that by now she was long gone. He lifted his hand and gazed at the still half full box full of Pocky. Shiki growled, throwing the small insignificant box into the corner of his room, making a dent in the wall from the force. The room shook from this but Shiki didn't care. He could care less if the world ended at this very moment because the only thing on his mind was that she was gone. And he didn't stop her.

Maybe if Rima weren't the only real friend Shiki had then maybe he would have taken her leaving differently. Maybe if she weren't the only one that connected to him then maybe the pain inside him wouldn't be there. Maybe if Shiki could be a little more mature and not so weak without Rima then maybe he wouldn't have cried. But she was truly his best friend, maybe more, and he truly was a weakling without her. So he cried. He cried for his weakness, his stupidity, but mainly he cried for her. Rima.

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Note: I do not own Vampire Knight. If I did, well there would be ALOT more of Shiki and Rima. They're so left out DDD:

This is my first fan fiction, and there are more chapters to come, I promise :D Reviews are much appreciated!

PS: The italics means a thought/memory...just letting you guys know :P