Two Faces

By:

Mparker2501

Summary: What would have happened in Zero had been just a little bit slower in rescuing Yuki from Shizuka Hio? How would the bite affect another pureblood? (Albeit, one who doesn't know it?)


Title: Two Faces

Setting: The end of chapter 17

Warnings: blood, violence, meaningless fluff, innuendo ect.


Disclaimer- (This will act as my disclaimer for the entire story, so that I do not need to repeat it) I do not own Vampire Knight or any of the characters involved other than my own creations.

A/N: Alright, first and foremost, this is my first Fan Fiction endeavor in quite a few years. I really appreciate reviews; constructive criticism is welcome, especially because I haven't done this in ages. Thank you very much for reading and without further ado, I present to you this humble fan fiction…


Reader's Key:

'Thoughts'

"Speech"

change in the same scene


Chapter One

It had been years since she had last set foot inside the old dormitory. Then, as now, she had been there to see someone, both times a vampire of unimaginable power: a pureblood. But, unlike the last time she had been there, there would be no one there that would come to rescue, no one to ward off attempts on her blood, no one to help her if this last attempt failed.

'This is for you Zero'.

She knew that everyone who could possible help her were currently entertained at the ball, enjoying themselves like the teenagers that they were. She was truly and utterly alone, there would be no Chairman Cross, or Zero, nor….Kaname. She had no one watching her back as she walked into the lion's den. She made sure that it would be that way. 'No sense in getting anyone into more danger than they are already in anyway'.

She stood on the threshold before the ominous oak door that led to the interior of the old Moon dormitory, still agonizing over her decision. 'There is no other choice, it's this or Zero slowly sinks down to a level Z vampire. And if that happens then the hunters and the night class will be after him'. She felt the goose bumps rise on her shin at the mental image of a blood covered Zero backed into a corner. She gave a sad smile to the cool night air, 'He's not the only one with few choices left'.

She could stop what she was doing right here and no one would be the wiser. She could somehow convince Kaname to come with her and then she cou- 'What are you thinking!' she mentally reprimanded herself. 'Kaname has always been there for you, you can't hand him over to… her'. She suppressed a shudder at the mere thought of killing Kaname. She sighed, 'this is the only way…'

She raised both of her hands to the massive door, and pushed it open. It swung open without a sound and offered her a moonlit glimpse into the unused dormitory. Shakily she stepped into the house and immediately had to stop in order for her eyes to adjust to the lack of light.

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"Look at him!"

"He's gorgeous!"

"So graceful-"

"She's stunning!"

"- simply amazing-"

'Do they ever shut up?'

Zero was trying his best to not snap at all the Night Class fan girls, he really was, it was just that after an hour of their ceaseless babble about how beautiful and amazing the Night Class was, he had reached his wits end. Quickly stopping himself from thinking about the fastest ways to shut them up – permanently – he was currently trying to occupy himself by searching for Yuki, so unsurprisingly he was now searching for Kaname Kuran. Someone he would rather see six feet under – with a very large hole where his heart would normally be located…

He neared the arched entrance way to the outside terrace, briefly noting the dark shape of the Chairman on the balcony above – only to be blocked by Kaname's infuriating bodyguard. She was wearing a black strapless dress that clung to her body from mid-calf to her neck, with the only opening below her throat, giving just a hint of cleavage to the observer. Around her neck she wore a ruby necklace trimmed in silver, the same color as the embroidered flowers that adorned her dress on several places. The contrast of her dress and her skin seemed to make her light grey hair and pale skin glow; coupled with the fact that she was wearing some type of perfume that made even his heart race, it was amazing that she hadn't been asked to dance already. 'Probably because no one wants to be killed by her – ,' he smiled inwardly to himself, 'more likely she wants to be close to the damn pureblood.'

"Move. Now." He knew he should be polite, and that his conduct was unbecoming of a prefect, but he was not about to be nice to a monster like her.

"Master Kaname does not wish to be disturbed. So please go away and try not to cause a scene," her voice was cold and almost emotionless. Much like his voice was when forced to deal with the Night Class. It was fairly obvious she did not want to be in his company any more than he wanted to be in hers.

He decided that her statement was not worthy of a response and moved to pass her and head towards the terrace, when his path was blocked, yet again, by the noble vampire.

"Master Kaname does not wish to be disturbed," she said for a second time, this time allowing a little irritation to creep into her voice. Her right arm was flung out in front of him, while her left took hold of his right wrist. (He thought he heard something pop) "And he will not be disturbed," she lowered her voice so that it came out in a slightly more menacing tone, "is that understood?" she asked, while slowly applying more pressure to his captured hand.

Only a few people ever had the authority, audacity or insanity to order him about: his parents and teachers for starters, followed by Chairman Cross, and as much as he hated her for it, Yuki as well. This girl –no this vampire– did not fit anywhere on that list. Zero gave a predatory smile, 'Let's have some fun with her. It's only fair after what she did the last time we met. After all, if Yuki is with him then she is relatively safe… I think…'

Zero raised his free arm and took her free hand in his. She gave him a curious look. His smile widened even more as he leaned closer to her and whispered so that she could barely hear him over the orchestra's music, "Do you know how to dance?"

The look she gave him made it clear what she thought about his mental state.

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Everything had a while sheet over it to protect from the dust that had settled over the entire interior of the dorm. Slightly ahead and to her left there was another set of double doors, which looked slightly smaller than the pair leading to the outside of the house. From the glow leaking out from beneath the doors and the floor, it didn't take much guesswork to surmise that someone was in the room. Yuki just didn't want to see that person; if truth be told she wanted to run out of that building screaming, but for some odd reason she felt she wouldn't make it out the doors if she did.

She shakily made her way to the doors and grasped the cold handles for support. Her legs felt like jelly and her white-knuckled hands were shaking, her heart was racing and her breath came in short gasps. She was terrified, utterly and completely. 'This is for you Zero. This is so that you and Kaname can both live…'

She took a few deep breaths to try and calm her ragged nerves, and then turned the handles, and pushed. The sudden bright light stung at her eyes like thousands of tiny needles; she grimaced and looked at the ground, tears filling up her eyes in response to the assault. Then she squinted looked up to see the only other person in the room: a smiling young woman sitting on a sofa, as if there was nothing in the world she would rather be doing at that moment.

"So you've decided, huh?" her listless gaze boring into Yuki, as if searching her soul for any indication that she would flee.

Yuki blushed under such an intense gaze, and slowly nodded.

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The aristocratic vampire still had her hand around his wrist like a vise. Neither of them moving, Zero just leaning close to her ear, waiting for an answer, but not really expecting one. 'I cannot believe that I am even thinking this- but damn! - she smells good!' He paused after that thought, 'I can't believe that I just thought that!' He inhaled her scent again, and was reminded why that last thought had flitted through his head, and waited for her to say something.

'What does this human want? He has shown only open hostility towards the Night Class, and now he asks me to dance? Am I not the one who only days ago threatened his life? What is he playing at?' Seiren contemplated all the different things that such a simple question could be disguised as. She knew that if she said yes, that would leave Kaname unguarded. But, if she said yes, she would be able to keep an eye on the only person in the entire school who had a weapon designed to kill vampires. (And who just-so-happened to also want to see her master dead as well.) It really wasn't much of a choice.

'Kaname has wanted to talk to that female prefect alone for some time, but allowing this prefect to pass would undoubtedly disturb their time alone. It seems there is only one course open to me then...' "Fine human, I accept your invitation to dance," Zero gave her another predatory smile, "but only on the grounds that you will not go near Kaname this night. Do you find these terms acceptable?" she raised her eyebrows at the last part and gave him a smug grin.

He frowned. 'This might be an issue. If Yuki is with him, then this deal will make it impossible for me to protect her from him.' He tilted his head back and looked the vampire dead in her eyes, remembering that the last time they had been this close to each other...he had had a gun in his hand…and she had her hand at his throat. 'But I can still, hopefully, make her night living hell…'

"I accept your deal."

"Good."

She slowly loosened her grip on his wrist and he thought that he heard something shift back into place. She allowed him to step back from their…ah…close proximity…and to lead her onto the dance floor as the band started to get ready for a slow waltz. 'Just my luck. I have a partner for a dance, and it's a slow formal one...' Neither knew that at that precise moment in time they were accurately reading the other's mind.

'Damn.'

"Ruka, you are never going to believe this…"

"What is it Akatsu- Oh my God! I-Is t-that her a-and him? On the dance floor!?" Ruka was having a hard time believing what her eyes were telling her, and her mouth was having an even harder time articulating it. She blinked several times and rubbed her eyes, then turned her gaze back to the dance floor where the band had just started a new song (her mind barely registering it as a waltz) and the two most unlikely people in the school – scratch that – the world, were dancing together. They were the subject of many interested pairs of eyes, mostly from the Day Class boys who cried in happiness; this small scene reinforcing their confidence that the Night Class girls were not all out of reach, before quickly remembering that Zero was in a league of his own (at which time the waterworks went into full swing)…

The pair seemed to glide across empty the dance floor, oblivious to the stares from their audience, which had graciously drawn back to witness this moment in Cross Academy history: a Night Class student and a Day Class student together without fighting or being swarmed by admirers. Shiki, Ichijou and Aidou along with their ever increasing ring of dancers continued to dance on, heedless of the commotion that the most reserved member of the Night Class had caused.

Up on the balcony overlooking the hall, Chairman Cross smiled. 'Maybe there is a chance for peace.'

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"If you know how to save Zero…I want your help…even if I give myself to you in exchange…" her voice shook, either from fear of what was certain to come, or a warped excitement, even she didn't know.

'But I knew the answer from the beginning.'

The seemingly young, kind girl gave a small smile of triumph, "…Come Yuki…"

She offered her pale hand for Yuki to grasp, which she did, and curled her long thin fingers around Yuki's hand. The girl's hand – no, she quickly reminded herself – Shizuka Hio's hand, was ice cold to the touch, as if no blood had been pumped through her veins in a long time. It was the hand of a corpse.

Shizuka squeezed Yuki's hand and forced the prefect to her knees in front of the big stuffed couch on which the pureblood sat like a throne. Yuki was barely able to keep the grimace off her face as she stared the vampire in front of her directly in the eyes. Shizuka moved her free hand to the seat of the couch and pushed herself forewords, closer to Yuki's face. Her eyes slowly changed from their docile light blue to blood red, causing Yuki to be transformed into a little girl all alone on a snowy night long ago…

"…You're a good girl…I thought you'd choose to sacrifice yourself…"

She gently ushered Yuki's hand up to her colorless lips, and licked them. Her half-lidded eyes coolly studying Yuki's face, tracing over every little detail, every curve and crevice, every line and mark and scratch and blemish – until her eyes ended up on the puncture marks on Yuki's neck…and narrowed…

Yuki gave an inward sigh, 'Figures…she would be the type of person who would be pissed about someone drinking my blood before her. At least it was able to help Zero for a while, but hopefully this will save him for good…'

Shizuka tilted her head to the side and looked at Yuki, "…what is it?"

Yuki's plane face simply looked at Shizuka with only the barest hint of fear as she said what was on the tip of her tongue since entering the room, "Now I think that… it was a good thing that… my blood is favorable to vampires," a sad smile found its way onto her face, "because of that Zero will be saved."

Shizuka did not take that statement all that well – not very well at all – 'She still thinks that she will survive this night…how amusing.'

Her grip on Yuki's hand tightened to an almost bone crushing force, causing her to cry out in pain, "AH!" as Shizuka's face went almost entirely blank, and her voice too had an inhuman rage to it, "You stupid little girl…I am the one who gave Zero despair, you grew up happily didn't you?" Shizuka gave Yuki a smile with no small amount of fang in it, the message loud and clear: you are at my mercy little human – know your place.

Shizuka tilted her head back and looked down her nose at the girl whose hand she was crushing, and promptly threw Yuki into the back of the couch with a thud.

Yuki tried with all her might to not make a sound and to portray herself as a strong young woman, but being thrown into a solid old couch by a pureblood vampire had a way of throwing that idea out the window. "Umph…" she chocked out, "…damn that hurt." The last part she muttered under her breath, with a glare at the young woman, hoping the vampire in front of her didn't hear the last part.

If Shizuka had heard her, she did not show it. Instead she shifted her weight so that she was leaning over Yuki on the couch, her right hand moving up to brush some hair behind Yuki's ear.

"Eyes that look straight into my own…they remind me of Zero's all those years ago, when I last saw him," a cruel smile formed on her face at the memory. "You've been protected so dearly, I'm envious of you…" she allowed the statement to hang in the air long enough for Yuki to try and comprehend it; which she doubted that the girl would be able to, she was just too naïve.

Yuki's mind kicked into overdrive as those words left Shizuka's mouth, trying to decipher what those words could possibly mean. It made no sense; here was a person who was beautiful, smart and equally respected and feared by the entire vampire world, why would someone like that feel envious of someone like her? Someone who couldn't even tell the person she adored that she loved him? "…envious of me?" She started to perspire, "You, who is a pureblood vampire?"

At those words, said pureblood's face grew even more emotionless, if that was even possible, a characteristic that her voice did not mirror. "You think that purebloods are happy?" her words carrying just a little hint of the insanity she was known for and the promise of a slow painful death if Yuki didn't shut up soon, the sneer that appeared on Shizuka's face only reinforced that promise. Yuki came to the conclusion that the title of MadlyBlooming princess was quite apt for the vampire looming over her at that moment.

As quick as the insanity struck Shizuka, it was gone just as fast to wherever it came from. Shizuka's voice immediately changed back to its usual sickly sweet manner. She gave Yuki a syrupy smile and got up from the couch and walked over to a half open door on the other side of the room, all the while talking to Yuki over her shoulder, "That's fine…it's a deal…I'll tell you how to save sweet Zero." Yuki raised herself back into a sitting position on the couch as Shizuka pushed open the door and called down to someone.

"Ichiru…its time…"

Yuki gulped.

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If there's a book you really want to read, but it hasn't been written yet, then you must write it. -- Toni Morrison


A/N: Well there it is, the first installment of what I hope is a story worth continuing. This functioned more as a set up for things to come more than anything; the real differences will start to show in what is to come. Anyway, I humbly thank you for reading this and by all means review and critique! That's how things get better!