Greetings^^.

Wow, it has been quite a while since I last posted a new story—says the girl who has only written one story besides this (and it is still ongoing!). Ha-ha. Anyways, this story's idea was actually been inspired by Hatsune Miku's song "Guilty Rose", hence the title—it has been lurking in my mind for some time and I thought it would be kind of interesting to write as I would get to play around with some new ideas and tweak some personalities of our favorite VK characters (i.e. Yuuki being a little sarcastic/stronger/and killer?). I hope you readers will find it entertaining and enjoyable.

And thank you, bloodredhead, for looking over this chapter^^!

Full Summary: Alternate Universe. After Juuri sealed Yuuki's vampire side and died, Rido managed to kidnap Yuuki. Instead of devouring her, he decided it would be fairly interesting if he would raise and groom her to be his mate—particularly turning her against Kaname. So, he evilly devised a plan for Yuuki to kill Kaname. However, things sometimes don't go to the way we plan. As Yuuki begins to find it strangely difficult to kill Kaname, her mind and heart are in conflict with one another. She doesn't know who to listen—Rido or Kaname. Who will she kill?

**Few things that I would like to clarify:

-Yuuki is "human" and the narrator of this story.

-There will be a couple of twists and turns in this story, which may cause confusion to arise (feel free to ask questions), but I guarantee that everything will come together towards the end.

Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Knight, Hino Matsuri does.

Prologue – Bloody Memory

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"No matter how hard I try…" I gave a hard stare at my small dagger pointed directly at Kaname's chest, my mind was literally screaming to plunge it into his heart. This was the perfect opportunity to complete my mission—to kill the vampire who murdered my parents—but I couldn't command my hand to do the deed. "…I cannot kill you," I dryly said as I looked into his eyes, knowing perfectly well why I couldn't do it, but couldn't bring myself to admit it. "You were the reason why my parents died, the one who robbed my childhood happiness," I argued against my heart that had been disloyal to me in having warm sentiments for him. "Yet, I cannot do this."

I released my grip of the dagger and let it fall to the snowy ground, barely making a sound as it dived into the white substance to be hidden. I would have to do some digging if I wanted it back.

I immediately turned away from him, completely confused of what to do next. My heart and mind were in conflict once again.

Ever since I was a child, I was taught to seek revenge for my parents. Blood for blood, that was what Rido-sama had said. I would never forget the rigorous training I'd went under to prepare myself for this mission. The painful days of being locked into a dark room without food and water with numerous vampires ambushing me at random hours—they seemed like to make their move when I felt my energy was most drained. Those days repeated until I couldn't take it anymore, my survival mode soon kicked in and I'd slain my attackers before they could do more harm to me. From then onwards, I'd learnt to familiarize myself with any new environment I get myself into by identifying objects that could be used as weapons for killing or self-defense.

I hated that technique of training and wished there was another way of learning the art of killing, but I respected Rido-sama and trusted him that he was doing it in my best interests.

I thought I was prepared for anything that would hurl at me, but I was dead wrong for that. I had never expected that I would fall in love with my enemy. As the saying goes "keep your friends close and your enemies closer", but how close was too close? Had I crossed the boundary line? Had I got too close and attached that I couldn't back away?

Besides spending too much time with him, I didn't know where else to place the blame, would it be his kindness? I always had a difficult time of hating him, as he was way too kind and soft towards me. Whenever I purposefully messed up his plans, he would not be angry with me. Especially my last attempt of killing him, he had actually told me that he wouldn't mind to die in my hands. What kind of sane person would say that? There must have been something wrong, or he knew that he had to atone for his sins. Or…it could have been he loved me as I once heard him saying that to me when I pretended to sleep... Whatever the reason was, I knew that either he had to die or I did.

If you love me, your parents, and yourself, then you should kill him. If you don't, then you're betraying your parents and ultimately yourself. I would not allow this to happen, so if you fail, then prepare for 'deadly' consequences. Rido-sama's words rung in my head again.

"Is that the only solution?" I questioned myself, taking another dagger that I hid in my right boot. "Death?"

Out of impulse, I brought the dagger's tip next to my throat. One stab was all it takes, but would it solve everything?

I knew that I was incapable of killing him.

I knew that I was betraying the ones I love.

I knew that I was going to be punished for this failure.

…So why didn't I punish myself? Ending my life would be the cruelest and suitable punishment. That way, there wouldn't be any more death threats for him—I now understood why Rido-sama had sent me here, as I reminded Kaname so much of his younger sister, so I got a few glimpses and moments of his vulnerable side. Another thing I'd noticed was that for some peculiar reasons, Rido-sama couldn't kill him directly, so that was why he would let someone else take this job.

Kaname was…powerful, though he may not show it, but I could sense it, so he should be capable of staying alive even if Rido-sama send more of his minions to assault him. As for Rido-sama, though he kept saying I was his favorite, I knew that I was not worth much to him. He would replace me with another girl.

I had then decided what to do.

"Forgive me," I breathed out those words as I let my hand, the one holding the dagger, falling back a little before driving it into my own chest.

Everything then went pitch black.

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[Many, many hours later]

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When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying on something soft and comfortable. Slowly, I lifted myself up and felt a panging headache. My hand quickly shot up to my forehead to massage it.

Where was I?

"Yuuki, you are finally awake," a gentle voice said.

I turned my head towards the direction where the voice was coming from and stared at the dark-brown haired man, who was sitting on a chair and reading a book. He was quite tall and lean—though I was not sure was it because I was sitting on something.

"Yuuki…?" I repeated after him, thinking the name sounded very familiar. Who was he referring to?

"Yes, that would be you, Yuuki. That's your name." He sat down at the edge of my bed and smiled in a way that seemed to be sad, but I was not sure as I was too focused on knowing who I was.

"So my name is Yuuki?" I pointed at myself.

"That's correct."

"And you are…?" I pointed at him.

"Kaname…I'm your fiancé."

"Fiancé?"

"It means I'll be your future husband. Do you remember…?"

I thought of that for a while, this guy in front of me looked awfully familiar. As I racked my brain to jot up some memories of him, my head began to hurt intensely and I unconsciously clawed at the sheets around me.

"Yuuki, are you feeling alright? Don't think too hard," he said, wearing a worried expression on his face. "You should relax."

I listened to him and stopped trying to think about the past. I took a deep breath and exhaled it. When I felt calmer, I then asked him, "Why does my head hurt so much?"

He hesitated for a moment before saying: "Because you just lost your memory."

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Authoress' Note: Alright and that concludes the prelude. So…what do your readers think? Confusing, right? Are there tons of questions currently flowing in your head (i.e. Did Kaname really kill her parents? Are they related to each other at all? Why did Yuuki seem to 'idolize' Rido?).

Hm, so is anyone hooked to read how this story will unravel^^? Stay tune then.

Reviews and constructive criticism are most welcomed. I'm interested in hearing your thoughts.

September 9, 2011