AU: In which Kaname was not promised to Yuki, but to another pureblood known as Miu Bamba?
Kaname x OC
^ might change depending on the story's course
"The Kurans have arrived!"
Silence befell the room at the announcement.
Eyes, originally grueling pitifully at the beautiful Miu Bamba on stage, flickered over to the entrance in alarm.
A chauffeur held the handle of the door patiently, head dipped in a polite bow as the Kuran purebloods walking arm in arm entered the ballroom with their seven year old son trailing wordlessly behind.
Hushed whispers broke out in orchestrated motion.
"The Kurans! They're finally here!"
"And we thought they will never show up..."
"Poor Miu-sama was waiting all alone by herself.."
Kaname swept his gaze indifferently over the sea of nobles parting at his saunter. They, minding of their ranks, lowered their eyes appropriately and curtsied like swans dipping into water, graceful and demure in their mannerism.
He recognized a few familiar faces from the crowd, especially one distinguished Asato Ichio reclined upon a burgundy couch with a concoction of - in hand. As if sensing Kaname's stare, he halted the swirling to meet the young pureblood's gaze head on.
"Oh Juuri! It's been such a long time!"
Rikio Bamba placed down her drink and rose. "I knew you would come!"
"How can I not come celebrate my son's engagement?" Juuri mouthed the syllable contritely as she squeezed Haruka's hand hard - nails digging into the meat of his palm menacingly. Haruka internally grimaced but showed a polite smile as if unbothered by the pain. He'd have a word with his wife later about the ails of anger management.
"Of course, it's only natural! What kind of ball will this be if deprived of the spotlight? Kaname-chan! Do you recognize me?"
Rikio spat out a few cherry pits and smiled kindly at the young pureblood.
Kaname nodded. "Miu-sama. It's been a long time since our last meeting."
She curled her lips, "What a dashing youngster you've become! As I said, a perfect fit to Miu!"
"Miu!" Rikio called out, stepping aside to present her daughter.
A small child wafting through the dispersing vampires appeared seconds later; the crowd followed the hem of her dress as it floated down the barium, gawked at the girl's grand headpiece shining in the dim candle lights. She blinked, amethyst eyes staring unflinchingly into Kaname's as she approached her mother.
"Kuran-sama."
The Bamba monarch smiled fondly at the girl, hand reaching out to ruffle the smooth platinum curls. "Miu is six years old this year. Just one year younger than Kaname-chan," she giggled, "Born on the exact day no less!"
Juuri gave a silent hum, her eyebrows raising just a degree in acknowledgment. "She takes after her father."
"The blood of the Hanadagi courses through her. It is only natural."
Miu Bama made her official introduction to the vampire society when she was four months old. At that time, the tuff of hair she had on her head was brown in color like her mother's. As she matured, her complexion grew fairer and fairer reminiscent of her father. Her personality too reflected lord Hanadagi's solemn nature. Even for a pureblood she was stoic and cold.
"Now this engagement between our two families is instrumental to the preservation of the purebloods. Surely...Haruka, Juuri, you guys will follow through with it?"
Rikio creased her eyes as Juuri's cheeks flared red in anger.
She clenched her fists and thought angrily to herself, how dare they! The Bambas were presumptuous vampires, assuming themselves equal to the single most powerful pureblood clan in the world. The Kurans were the original kings of the vampire race, and to be threatened, so overtly by a pureblood of a lower echelon was enough for Juuri's voice to be suffused with hatred as she grittingly complied.
Her Yuuki, she tried to calm herself, her precious daughter was a far more suitable bride for Kaname than that Bamba chit will ever be. However for the sake of her safety, even if she and Haruka wanted to decline the arrangement, they couldn't.
Kaname warily regarded the girl abreast her mother. Her eyes bored into him with the callous cold of an adult that didn't belong on a six-year-old's face.
She was dangerous, he thought.
honestly super short but the incoming chapters will be muchhhhh longer in length. i was desperate to push this chapter out after seeing the draft rest in my doc manager for like months! its like constipation man, just had to get it out.