Hello, this is my very first crossover fanfic, please be nice...

I'm also Kimihaine, Yuuki Kiryu is my dark/angst self, so please don't kill me for sad writings.

Suppose to happen right after chapter 43 of Vampire Knight, so yes, big, big spoilers.

It is also major ZeKi, as you can probably tell from my user name. Be nice, there's still us ZeKi fans out here.

The End

This is the end, and she knows it. Her long hair blown around her like wildfire, bursting with a scent he hates. It felt weird to have such long hair again after so many years of shoulder-length layers. The strands of unattended hair blocked her vision of him now and then; it scared her whenever she can't gaze into his eyes.

For him, it was like a battle between his hated self and his true self, only worse. It wasn't thirst that burned him, it was her scent; once divinely pure, tinted only by his fangs, now chocked him with waves of their smell.

She was their princess; she was his sister, his lover. Will God ever be on his side? The mad woman who had tore away everything he once held dear wasn't able to steal her from him, but here she was, ten feet away, and a world apart.

Her dark chocolate eyes seem to fill with tears as she tries to look him straight in the eye; part of him knew she was innocent, she had done nothing. Apart from her brother and the uncle who had killed her parents and brother, her family had never wronged him; in fact, weren't they the ones who secured peace between their two races?

But the other part, the part that was controlling the hand that held Bloody Rose was filled with hatred and fury. It doesn't matter, nothing matters. So what if she had been the one to pet him to sleep, to comfort him, to love him? Does it matter that she loved him, dive herself into the depth of sin just for him? And who else will ever care that she alone stood by him this whole time, that she alone smiled innocently at him without wary or hatred? She belonged with them, and there is nothing he can do about it but to sit back and sob away what's left of his sanity.

He felt it, her pain, her sorrow, her dread; they crept inside of him, her blood that awoke within him wept with fear. She was too young, too innocent, too sheltered for this. Her eyes, now crimson red, winced as the rays of sunlight pierced her. And he suddenly remembered the short story she had told him: this side of her had never seen sunlight. It must be painful for her to be under the direct sun, and for a fleeting second, he had the strange feeling of wanting to shelter her soft and valuable skin from the sun. It was a sensation he use to feel all the time around the other her, the side of her that was eaten by this… girl.

Part of him refused to call her monster, what was the point? There is no turning back, they would be enemies for now on until their death or the end of the world, whichever one comes first. She's a pureblood; the end wouldn't come for her anytime soon. Those rubies like eyes would remain sharp and light for a long time to come. His hand tells him to pull the trigger, shoot her and end this now. To free both of them, for he knew it was impossible for him not to kill her, and impossible for him to live after committing such a repulsive act of sin.

But she doesn't want it to end, and why should she? With the exception of him, the world has suddenly opened up a whole new window for her: he, his worst and most hated enemy, and the monster that she loves returns every bit of her feelings; the Night Class bow before their feet; and the world drew breath at her beauty.

So why do those eyes, blood filled and frightening, appear so gentle and so sad at his anger and despair? Why is she caring and siding with him again? Why can't she just give up on him, fight him, and perhaps give him the resolve to kill her?

"I'm sorry, Yuuki, you did nothing wrong…" pools of grayish lavender bore into crimson red, they clashed, they fought, they conveyed messages no language can ever express. Fear, love, hatred, affection, anger, understanding, bitterness, joy, despair, glee, sorrow, delight; every emotion that ever filled them, every memory they had ever shared, every bit of each other they ever had came crashing upon them like waves of water, drawing them in each other's eyes.

For her, it was a realization, a shock of revelation she had hidden from herself. The boy standing in front of her wasn't just 'a childhood friend', he's not just a 'brother' to her; she is a princess, she can have all the jewels and all the dresses in the world within her grasp, she can have all the breath taking vampires bow at her feet with one word; but she can never have another Zero, she can never shake off that feeling of love, of joy, of pure bliss that can only be shared with him.

She really was stupid, she told herself, the boy had lived just a wall away for four years, and it took her until now, until it's too late to stop and love to realize why she had always stood by his side, why she had always taken his side, why she had always loved him, held him in a special place within her heart that not even her brother had been able to reach.

So this is what it feels to have a soul mate.

And this is what it feels to have a soul mate who you can never have, who hates your very existence, who wishes to eliminate your whole race.

Yuuki Cross had never been the solver; she had been the 'problem'. She was born a problem, a pureblood no one wished for, a daughter that caused her parents so much trouble and pain to hide.

She had been born a curse, born into one of the most unfortunate families in the world. No luck can ever come out of being a Kuran, being a pure blooded vampire. A sad and everlasting existence that is forever without meaning, and sanity shall be stripped away little by little as you watch your loved ones die and unable to do a thing except to live on forever.

A sad existence, she finally see why the mad blooming princess had said so, purebloods aren't happy. And they shall never be. Vaguely, Yuuki wondered what was her brother doing, she had promised she will go back to him, can she keep that promise now…?

The Bloody Rose that had saved her so many times now felt eerie as its dark opening smoked slightly, pointing straight at her.

Not far into the background, Yuuki could see the north tower of her precious school tumbling down. It felt like a movie or a manga scene, her whole world was falling apart! This doesn't happen to Yuuki, and suddenly, the headstrong girl wished for her brother, for her parents. She can't help it that she still have the heart of a little girl, she was only 6 years old by vampire standard.

A bang went off as somewhere to the west, Zero's master fired a shot. Yuuki shivered, she doesn't like it, why is her perfectly sheltered life being torn apart like this? She felt anger, and heard slightly cracks under her feet. She had cracked the ground she was standing on with her mind alone.

Aido had told her it was wrong for a pureblood to cry, yet she couldn't help it as tears poured out of her puffy eye sockets and freely fell to the ground. Strands of pearly drops covered her face, clouded her vision, and blurred her mind.

And she took a deep breath before gripped Artemis tightly within her grasp.

Two hundred years later, in a very beautifully furnished room, Toshiro Hitsugaya jerked awake, feeling beads of sweat and racing heart, his shiny white hair messily spiky.

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