A/N: This is my first VK fan-fiction and I am sorry for grammar and punctuation problems ahead of time
Disclaimer: I totally do not own any of the Vampire Knight series.
Summary : Miyako Takamiya has become saddened by her very existence. When the last person she ever loved dies, he leaves her a note telling her to go to a school called Cross Academy, where the goal is to have vampires and humans live in coexistence, unbeknownst to the humans. Miyako, isn't sure she wants to give in to the feelings of being around others again, especially her own kind but when a nagging feeling comes forth and her need to fulfill her last loved ones wishes, Miyako gives in.
In the end everyone ends up alone.
This is the thought that passed Miyako Takamiya's mind as she looked down at her bloodied hands then back up at the chaos around her. Blood stained the white walls of her home's dining area. Bodies were strewn here and there and it was all because of her. It had happened again.
Tears welled up in the dark haired girl's Harlequin colored eyes. She remembered what happened all of minutes ago. One minute she was having a wonderful birthday dinner with select friends and her new family and the next minute . . . the next minute they were all dead. It was a near repeat of what occurred all those years before but then it was just she and her parents. It was the blood that ran through her veins that had set them on her like a pack of rabid beasts in the wild. It wasn't there faults that they were overcome with blood lust, it was undoubtedly hers.
Miyako's body began to shake uncontrollably as she looked down at the lifeless bodies of the people she grew to love, there bodies frozen forever and eyes wide open filled with pain. Her own mother's lifeless green eyes passed through her mind and Miyako fell to the ground in a pool of the blood from the noble vampire that had bothered to take her in.
Miyako screamed until her voice was hoarse. Throughout all her turmoil Miyako knew she couldn't stay here, someone would come soon and either she stayed and be killed or she fled so that is what she did. Miyako flew from the mansion into the silence of the winter night. Everything was pure white . Miyako thought too pure for her. The girl's lilac dress was stained red at the knees, blood was up to her sleeves. Her heartbeat was erratic and eyes frantic. Miyako had not time to toss on shoes as her feet touched the snow covered ground, her feet immediately became cold; however Miyako ran with inhuman speed to the one person that she knew could take away her sorrows.
The girl's breath came out in white puffs of air against the frosty gloom of night. She knew it was stupid to cry in the cold as it was but warm tears-quickly becoming cold- cascaded down her face non-stop. She ran from a place that she knew she could never return to just like all those years ago with her parents. Her mind replayed the scenes of both incidents over and over again, tormenting her, making her the guilty person she was.
Teeth. Blood. Cold eyes. Lifeless minds. Death. That was the sequence of events that were on rampant re-run. Mikayo didn't know how long she ran for but she knew that her abnormal body would not give up on her. The girl's mind had blanked but when she came to she could see it was twilight out, when she started running it had been a very dark night. Mikayo stopped abruptly, her hair whipped behind her, her feet screamed and her body shivered.
She saw her safe haven. A small cottage, very welcoming and homely. It was warm, smoke piped out the chimney and the saw glinted off the house with a smile. It only saddened Miyako more as she felt herself walking closer and closer to the home of the man she swore to never bother again. She had wished him a happy life the moment her parents had been put to rest. Her pale fist rose to knock on the wooden door but she never got the chance as it flew open to reveal the face of the man she once knew. She didn't say anything as her arm fell limply to her side with the fist to knock still clenched. He took in her appearance, nodded, and put an arm around her. Miyako fell apart.
The older man, who looked to be in his mid thirties, silently led Miyako inside and sat her in a chair. He closed the door and the looked at the girl. "Tell me everything Miyako." his voice was soft but it was an order. Miyako's cries became weeps then nothing before she looked at the man in front of her. He had not really changed much except that he was just a little older and she knew the reason why he had not aged much. His eyes were still the same vibrant blue she knew and his brunette hair was still pulled into a short ponytail at the nape of his neck. Miyako managed a small smile before she told him everything.
Nearly an hour later, Miyako was still sitting in the chair but the blond man had pulled a chair up close to her. His eyes were filled with anguish for the girl , again. Her blood was a curse and she didn't deserve to be tortured like this. Miyako looked into the man's eyes. "Clyde please do me one last thing." her voice was but a whisper. Clyde was afraid she would break at any moment, her eyes were just so sad. He nodded but he almost knew what she would ask. "Anything." he reassured her.
Miyako's green eyes peered into his blue ones. "Please put me to rest." Clyde immediately shut his eyes, he knew what she wanted, but he loved her too much to do it, he knew and yet he agreed. A cold hand rested on Clyde's cheek, he opened his eyes to see Miyako smiling sadly at him. "Please Clyde, this is the last thing I want. I cannot live with this burden anymore. Too many of my loved ones die at my hands. Just let me rest for eternity."
Clyde removed her hand from his face and held it tight. " I cannot do it tonight. I've always done what you asked of me but this is too much. Please give me a moment." He abruptly stood up, releasing her hand. Turning away from her, he spoke," There is a room upstairs and a small bath, please wash up and then rest. I need time to think." Grabbing his coat of the rack, Clyde headed for the door but stopped with his hand on the knob. "Don't leave,Miyako." he said, then he left.
Miyako watched as Clyde left. She knew it was a lot she was asking of him. She would not leave the house because she knew that he would be back because Clyde always fulfilled her wishes. The dark haired girls eyes began to drift closed. "Sorry Clyde, guess I won't be making it to the bed after all." she said quietly just before she went to sleep.
Around night, Clyde returned to find Miyako asleep in the place he'd left her. He shut the door silently behind him and walked over to the sleeping girl. A sad smile graced his mouth as he looked down at his love, she had been through a lot. Clyde had went back to the mansion which had been a long ways from his cottage. He ended up burning the place down so no trace of anything would be left. There would be no history of the vampire family known as Haninozuka anymore. He had reported the family as rogue to the council ,sending a report out that they had killed each other. It was a far stretch but it worked. Only Miyako,he and another knew the truth and it would stay that way.
Clyde rested a hand on her warm cheek. He knew that he didn't want her to suffer anymore but he also wanted her to live and she wouldn't have it any other way. He would fulfill her wish this one last time but take out his as well. "Miyako" he called to her. He watched as she stirred in her sleep and then her green eyes opened,the same ones he knew to used to be so full of life. Those sleep fog eyes adjusted to rest on him. Clyde chuckled."I thought I told you to rest in the room and shower."
Miyako did not return the same mirth that Clyde exuded. Her green eyes were dismal, detached, and not in this world. Clyde's smile fell as he looked at her. He looked down at the wooden floor and then stood up. "Come on." he held out a hand to her. Miyako gave him a small smile, one with actual warmth. She knew that he was going to help her. She took his hand and followed him as he led her upstairs to an empty bedroom. No words were exchanged between the pair. She knew this hurt him. He laid her onto the neatly made bed and sat next to her.
"Miyako." he whispered. A pained expression was on his face and Miyako hurt just seeing it.
"Please." she looked at Clyde. He closed his eyes then got off the bed and left from the room. Miyako had no time to think before he returned again with a gun in his hand. A Hunter's gun. Miyako looked at the ceiling as she spoke, "Before you do it, I want you hear me out. Clyde I want you to drink my blood and before you say no please listen. I want you to have a longer life, a happier one where you can possibly start a family or go somewhere you've never been. I just want you to be happy." Miyako turned to look at him. "This is what I truly wish."
"But-" Clyde started but Miyako lifted a hand. "I know, I've always known that you've loved me but I don't want to lose you in the end nor do I want you to be unhappy with me. So please just ...for me." Tears were threatening to spill from her green eyes. Clyde was at a loss for words, he practically struggled for them. She always knew about his love for her but she never used him to the full extent nor did she ever play with him.
"Okay, I'll fulfill that wish as well." Clyde put the gun on the nightstand and returned to his position on the bed next to her. Miyako dug her nails into her neck into she felt the liquid spill onto her fingers. Clyde took one last look at her before he leaned in and drank. He didn't take a lot because he wasn't planning to live forever, just long enough for her to be happy. Clyde pulled back and looked down at her. "I will always love you." he told her.
"I know." her eyes looked at the gun. Clyde picked it up off the table. "Yes you do know, Miyako but I love you enough to see me fulfill my own wish." he said right before he shot the gun near her heart. Miyako's eyes went wide with shock and pain, her body stilled and her tanned skinned turned pale. Clyde could not turn away, not even when he felt the hot tears spill down his face.
Blood spilled from the sides of her mouth . Her eyes looked at Clyde as she mouthed, 'Why?'. Clyde smiled sadly, "Because I love you too much to ever kill you. I am fool."
Miyako's body went limp but she spoke with her last breaths,"You are no fool. Thank you Clyde, always." Then her body stilled. Clyde closed her lids, and looked down as he wept. He knew she would be back again but he may or may not be around. Her body would take years to heal. Through the tears Clyde smiled, at least she got her wish. She would sleep but not forever . There he vowed that he would watch over her body until death took him away.