Butterflies
Chapter One: AidouxYuuki
Sensuality
Oh dear, I adore this pairing ^____^ I had to do this one first =D Well, read on, and enjoy!!!
She was his.
She was his, had always been his, would always be his. It was destiny, from the moment his sparkling sapphire eyes fell upon her chocolate-russet ones.
After all, she was the fair maiden, and he was Prince Charming. It worked. It had to work.
He loved her. He loved the way her dark coffee hair glimmered in the dying sun, the way she would laugh and tussle his hair, the way she cuddled up to his side after a good night.
He felt her. He sensed her with all his senses.
He loved the sight of her face, always bright and determined, always tugging at her prefect armband, and smiling and waving cheerfully when she saw him crossing the gates. He loved watching her from afar, admiring the way her hair flowed in the wind, noticing the way her eyes lit up and sparkled when he called her name. He was always watching her, watching over her, always protecting her.
He loved the smell of her aura, always crisp yet mellow, like the seeds of vanilla or the petals of freesia. She smelled of a million things, and he loved to hold her and bury his face in her hair, or delicately brush his nose against her neck, and savor the sweet scent of her fresh blood.
He loved the sound of her voice, always affectionate and sweet, sometimes soft and smooth, sometimes clear and authoritative. He loved hearing her call his name every day at twilight, over the chirping din of the other girls. He loved the ringing chime of her sweet, melodic laugh, even if it was aimed at him. It would always compel him to laugh along, and laugh along he did.
He loved the touch of her body, always pure and soft, like fine porcelain. To him it felt like brushing his hand over the tips of lavender flowers and tall grass, and he would always hold her close to his body, gently stroking the silky sheen of her hair and running his long fingers over her bare skin. He loved the way she would snuggle up to his side and press her body against his, and he loved the way she would bury her face in his chest. He loved the chaste lustre of her skin as it yielded and broke, submitting to his fangs.
But perhaps, most of all; he loved the taste of her blood.
It was always so warm and sweet, and just a drop was enough to drive him over the edge and into ecstasy. He was addicted to it; he craved it, he needed it. His mind always wandered to that fated night when he had first tasted her precious blood. Oh, how it had pleasured him! The hot rush into his mouth, the sickeningly sugary tang, everything about it was just so wonderful. Her blood was different than anything he had ever tasted before. It didn't have that coppery, metallic aftertaste; instead, it flowed smoothly over his tongue and down his throat.
Oh, her blood!
He could not help it. He lusted for it.
Her blood was the bond between them. It was that simple. It was their covenant, and he knew that it would remain forever unbroken.
Twilight fell, and as he emerged from behind the gates he saw her, as he did every day, smiling, shouting, tugging at her prefect armband. He shouted her name a waved, and she laughed and waved back. The mere sight of this seemed to drown his senses in warmth and affection. Yes. It was a perfect dream.
Chapter One: End
Hey there everyone! Hope you enjoyed- this is the first in a series of one-shots describing all the possible romances in Vampire Knight. PLEASE REVIEW!!! I would really appreciate it =D Also, if there's a pairing you want me to do, requests are OPEN ^_____^ Thanks, and I hope you enjoyed!!!
~Gabrielle (Springroll^^)