Hey yo, Awayfromthecity here! This is my first fanfic so I'd like all the reviews possible, good or bad :D! SPOILER ALERT: if you haven't read to the end of VK, stop now and finish it! I really didn't like the ending, so this story starts off a little before Yuuki finds out she's pregnant (remember the scene where she looks really sad in front of Kaname's ice coffin). Obviously, this is yume, but I don't hate zero *zeki fans don't kill me* Anyways, without further ado, enjoy the story!
It'd been a month or so. I don't keep track of the days, I don't have any reason to. Despite my desperate attempts to keep Kaname by my side, he still gave his heart to the furnace. Why? Why was he so blind, that he couldn't see how much I really needed him? I'd grown up, every day knowing he was so close to me. Even at the academy, I received constant joy knowing he was there at all; and just suddenly, he dies in front of me? He claimed I would be fine, that Zero would take care of me and love me better than he did, but no one could replace Kaname, the man who ensured my safety from the moment I was born. How could I have shown him that he wasn't worthless, that he couldn't trade himself with Zero because he thought he wasn't good enough?
As much as I love him, I curse the fact that he drank my blood then died. The last time I'd had his blood was before he left and I'd returned to the academy. It had been months, and after our fiasco at the mansion in front of Zero and Ichijo, I'd been left hungrier for blood. But no one could quench my thirst. Not for the rest of my life, as I'd love Kaname forever.
For the long stretch of time I'd willingly stayed prisoner here, by his side, all I thought about was Kaname, wishing he would be back. I thought and thought, every night, imagining ways I could have saved him in my head. Suddenly, my thirst reared its ugly head. I tried to calm myself, and walked to the couch. I laid down, and slumped against the arm rest. I blankly stared at the wall, looking at nothing in particular.
I pulled out a box of blood tablets and poured them straight down. It'd only been a couple of months, yet it felt like centuries the last time I'd had his blood. My throat ached and ached, but eventually I dosed off.
After a while, I noticed two presences outside the door. I said nothing. Eventually, a knock came at the door, followed by a familiar voice.
"Can I come in?"
I didn't reply. He came in anyway. Zero walked towards the other edge of the couch and sat on the arm rest.
"You can't just stay in this room forever, you know." Yes I can, and I sure will. The room stayed quiet.
"You have to get over him, it's almost two months since then." Two months? And here I thought was suffering for only a month. Time flies when you're swallowing in loneliness.
I cleared my throat, I hadn't talked in a while. "Really?" I managed to choke out. "Didn't notice."
"Of course you didn't notice, you've been stuck here for almost two months! Everyone's worried about you. I know you hear them talk about you outside this door. You really need to leave here, and that way you can finally get over him and look at your future. At me." His voice sounded like he was pleading, but I didn't give it two thoughts. Instead I formulated a quick comeback and spat out: "I actually think you really need to leave."
He glanced at me, and I could see how upset he was, even while I was still stating at nothing. I decided to meet his gaze; to show him I was serious. And so, he gave a pitied nod and streamed past me. I immediately heard the door clicked, and was glad to be alone again.
I walked back to the front of the coffin. I looked at Kaname, and again wished for his company. I gently placed my hand on the ice, and rested my forehead on the cold surface. I sighed, fog appearing immediately.
I remembered all of our memories, good or bad. From when he left, to how he confessed at the academy. From how I used to be scared of him, to how he felt when he first saw me. I again remembered our life with our parents. How Haruka used to say I looked like Juuri. I also remembered that night Rido came. I remember how Kaname felt when Haruka died in his arms, just how Kaname died in mine.
Suddenly a weird thought jumped into my head. Why didn't Kaname break into tiny little particles, and disappear? Why did he stay in his solid form, when Haruka and Juuri both broke apart? Something was wrong, and immediately I suspected maybe Kaname wasn't really dead. Hope erupted in my heart once again, and a streamline of thoughts rushed into my head at once.
Was he really dead? Was his body trying to recover himself? Was the ice slowing the process down? Is this because he had my blood before he died? If he was truly dead, why didn't he shatter?
There were too many questions that lay before me, and only one way to get answers. I slowly turned around and walked away from Kaname. I'd realized I'd had to go to Chairman, and ask his opinion, and then go to Hanabusa, so he could release Kaname.
I placed my hand on the doorknob and looked back at Kaname. He was still beautiful, even in death. I sighed and turned around. There was only one way I would get this sorted out, and if it worked out in my favor, I would live to be by Kaname's side, where I belong.
Wait for me Kaname. I'll be back. I promise.
Okay, I'll admit this is a short chapter, but I will be updating frequently and reviews are much appreciated! xxx
