A/N: So I was sitting In a pub one night in which just happend to be raining and I thought this up.
Mistakes etc, edited.
Solitude
A cold and gloomy night, rain pounding at the ground so miserably; just how Zero was feeling. Lately the weather had been matching his emotions-so perfectly- it scared him. Something like Yuuki smiling at him would lift his mood ever so slightly, as he looked up to the sky where the sun had fought to escape itself from the clouds. Then Kuran would make an appearance and the fluffy white vapour would soon turn a clouded grey as it once again dominated the sun.
Would he ever be happy without something-no someone-ruining it..?
He had to escape the confines of the academy. He couldn't take it. Even in the comfort of his own room he wasn't satisfied anymore. He could smell it. Smell him.
Everywhere.
That sweet aroma that seemed to linger everywhere he went. Even his room had held this lingering sweetness, how; he didn't know. Kaname had never been in his room, and he had never been around him long enough to pick up the scent on himself.
They weren't usually allowed off of school grounds, but being the 'son' of the head master had its benefits, and so in aid to escape he left the dorms and set out. He aimlessly wondered around for hours and hours until he came across a building towered with enormous trees. As he approached, he noticed a large 'Silver Night' which seemed to label the building. It was a pub. This should be a laugh.He thought to himself. Walking into the building he ignored its old and dishevelled exterior, and found himself shocked at the contrast as the atmosphere was the complete opposite on the inside. Anyone who looked out on the building would think it was a place you could feature in an up and coming horror film. Inside was nothing other than serene, and peaceful. Walking in, he drunk in his surroundings; your usual everyday pub, the place had not long ago seemed eerie, but the soft flow of the music, hardly audible voices, and the most calming aroma overwhelmed him with comfort.
Anything other than Kuran's damn scent.
He'd been seeking a place of solitude lately, and this seemed like the perfect kind of place he could warm up to; somewhere he could escape the stress of his everyday miserable life, and try out that liquid the humans refer to as alcohol as to try and 'forget' all the worries in which he faced alone.
Aside the normal drama and noise your usual pub would contain, this was slightly different. Pleasant he thought; if you could associate such a word with a building as run down as this one.
Walking up to the abandoned bar, a fairly young-looking female smiled at him warmly and began twirling a strand of hair in between her fingers. 'Alice' her name tag read, the bar tender.
"What can I get you sir?" He sighed. He had no idea of names but he needed something to sooth him.
"Um, something strong." He settled with saying, hoping she'd make no small talk, girls were predictable for that. She stood there for a moment in deep thought before her face lit up and she handed him a glass of what she called 'whisky'
"It's on the house" She paused with the flash of her teeth. "You look like you need it" Oh charming. He didn't know whether to take offence or not, he didn't look that run down, did he?
Not sure how to respond, he mumbled a simple 'thanks' and head off without looking back at her. No one spared a look in his direction as he made his way to the secluded and desolate area at the back, isolating himself from everybody else. Ironic enough; he took the alone time, not that he never felt alone anyway, to reflect on his depressing wreck of a life.
He was truly alone.
His parents, to his dismay; deceased, and his brother who hated him dearly, was practically dead to him. And oh Yuuki, his dear Yuuki, had only succumbed to that wretched pureblood like the rest of those brain-washed fools. He wasn't sure how he'd felt about Yuuki recently, he loved her, but he wasn't sure if it was just that kind of love anymore; He'd been too distracted lately to even think about it. Damn Kuran.
As if to ruin his chance of finding that solitude he so longed for, said person appeared. 'Speak of the devil and he shall appear...' He thought to himself sarcastically as he saw him approach. His expression was unreadable but he thought he saw a hint of amusement flicker in his eyes. He's already taken away my Yuuki, and tortures me daily, what more could he possibly want from me?He asked himself exasperatedly as he sighed.
"Kuran" He scowled. Kaname merely smirked.
"What brings you to a place like this?" He paused. "Zero" He used his first name in that of a taunt but he decided not to fuel his amusement further as he replied.
"I could ask you the same thing" his tone was irritated. "Kaname" He spoke sharply, rolling his eyes, and downing his drink in one go. He grimaced at the sour taste as he eyed the glass in disbelief; anything to avert his gaze from the all too intimidating brunette. Damn, strong. How the hell could humans drink this stuff?
"I come here regularly" He retorted. "Another?" he questioned amusedly as he gazed at Zero's facial expression.
Brilliant, the one nice place I find and the person I hate already comes here on a regular basis.He felt like crying at the irony.
"Sure" He replied bluntly. What the heck? He thought. Just this one time he wasn't going to let the pureblood ruin his night.
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