A/N= This is an incomplete story, but you can find the rewrite as "False Insanity: B"

It's going to be

SO

Much better than this old thing xD

1- Zero

"Zero, run!" his father screamed, voice filled with panic. "And protect Ichiru!" he added, pushing the other Kiryu twin towards him. He reached for Ichiru's arm, whirling on his heel and running only a few feet before running right into a monster.

"No need to run..." it soothed. He avoided the beast's eyes, focusing on the bloodstained mouth instead. He wondered if there was a difference between staring at the beast's mouth instead of it's eyes. Both were horrifying...

"Zero, go," Ichiru urged softly, shaking from fear and from the cold weather. Both brother's knew there was only time for one to preoccupy the monster so the other could get away. "Even if I get away I won't last long. You need to live," he whispered. He took a few steps back anyway, bringing his twin with him.

There has to be a way, he thought helplessly, staring defiantly at the beast's mouth.

"I won't hurt you. How about I give you both an eternity to be together? An eternity to live?" the monster coaxed. The thought horrified him. Why would he want something that was literally a fate worse than death?

Without a second thought he squeezed Ichiru's hand and bolted, only managing a few feet more before his brother was torn from him. A small cry left his lips as he turned around, anger coursing through him.

"Don't, Zero! Run, I'll be fine! I promise!" Ichiru shouted. He considered for a moment, then bolted, knowing it was wrong but his body wouldn't listen.

I'll get help, he told himself, struggling to run as the snow grew deeper. I'll get help for them...

~.~.~

Zero gasped as he woke up, staring blankly at the white wall only inches from his face as he fully woke. Slowly, he burned the traces of the nightmare from his mind, trying to do what Doctor Jane, an old woman who's personality was as fake as her 'kind' smile and eyes, told him to do; find something solid and cling to it. Though it was hard to do that when everything was white. His thin pajamas, his cot, the walls and floor, the sink and toilet, the wastebasket. Hell, even his hair was white! The only splash of color in the room was his eyes and he'd have to look into a mirror to see them. Though his mirror had been removed long ago due to an... incident. Zero couldn't bear seeing his reflection after knowing he had left his family behind to vamp-

Stop it! There's no such thing as vampires! Zero scolded himself. But he knew there was. He had seen them, he had watched them kill his family. It wasn't his fault no one believed him. It wasn't his fault they thought he was crazy and shipped him off to a-

Zero sat up, sighing as he tried to find something 'solid' to cling to. His lavender eyes finally rested on his fingernails, which Yuki, his old therapist, had painted a dark purple just days before.

Yuki had been his therapist for nearly three years, but quit four days earlier because she had given up on trying to 'fix' him. They had also docked her pay because Zero had failed to improve so she stormed out, angry that she wasn't being payed what she claimed she should have been. Zero had always considered her a friend though. His sessions with her always seemed to be something to look forward to. From twelve o'clock to two o'clock every other day... that had been his haven.

Now he had some therapist. Some Kaname Kuran. Zero had already decided not to like him, knowing it would be some old guy who just recited from the books. Yuki had always taken the problems he was struggling with and helped him solve them. She had helped even if the other doctors hadn't seen it. Really, he had moved from square one and had just gotten to square two after several years. Now he would be stuck at square one forever. With that stupid Kuran guy.

"Zero..." Doctor Jane said softly, slowly opening the metal door to his small room. "Its time for your first session with Doctor Kuran," she added, "Did you take your medication?"

"Yes," Zero replied shortly. In actuality, Zero had found that the medication made him drowsy and outrageously sluggish so he had started putting the pills in little napkins then throwing them in the wastebasket a long time ago.

They had yet to figure it out. The thought made a smirk rise, no doubt causing suspicion and curiosity to rise within Doctor Jane.

"Well, come along then," she ordered, waiting for Zero to walk about before leading him down the white hallway. The hallway was lined with metal doors that led to either therapy rooms or the other 'patients' rooms. The doors made of dark wood were the therapists rooms for the patient's who still had hope and didn't sit in their rooms, mumbling to themselves with a crazed look in their eyes.

Honestly, if Zero didn't get some color in his life, he was worried he'd become like that too.

"Okay, Zero," Doctor Jane said, finally stopping her endless chatter on how Zero would adore 'Doctor Kuran'. "You can go on in this room, Doctor Kuran will be with you in a few minutes."

Zero took a deep breath and walking into the room, quietly shutting the door behind him before taking in his surroundings. Yuki's room had been warm and inviting while this room was the exact opposite. Black curtains hung from the windows, filtering the light, and most of the light in the room came from fancy lamps. The furniture looked expensive and not at all comfortable, and a desk sat in the corner of the room already piled high with folders. The only thing that destroyed the rich atmosphere were the boxes that sat around the room, either opened or still unopened.

"Is it to your liking?"

Zero whirled around towards the melodic, deep voice that came from behind him. A man with dark brown hair that fell just to his shoulders was leaning against one of the expensive looking couches, his crimson eyes regarding Zero carefully. His skin was pale, his features sharp yet soft, and he was at least half a foot taller, if not more, than Zero. He wore a pair of black dress pants, and a black shirt that was slightly unbuttoned, revealing some of his pale chest, and most of his collarbone. He was eerily beautiful.

"Are you...?"

"Kaname Kuran? Yes. Not at all like the old man you imagined, correct?" the man finished for him, his red eyes taking on an amused glint.

"How did you-"

"Your expression," Kaname interrupted, waving a hand dismissively. Fresh anger coursed through Zero at the arrogant tone of the man, who couldn't have been that much older than him in the first place. "Don't be mad at me. I was simply answering what I already knew you were going to ask. Why waste time?" he snickered, brushing past Zero to his desk. "Now, is this room to your liking?" he asked again.

"Not really. It's too dark, and doesn't look comfortable at all," Zero growled.

"Good."

"W-what?" Zero asked, surprise taking over.

"Being too comfortable won't be good, though you will find that the furniture is comfortable, but it will stay dark until you get comfortable with that. Then I'll introduce light," Kaname replied, gesturing for Zero to sit down. Zero hesitantly did so, finding that the couch he had chosen really was comfortable. For a moment there was nothing but the sound of Kaname digging through the files, a sigh emitting from his lips when he finally found the file he was looking for. "So, you've been here for several years because... vampires attacked your family, killing them all?" he asked. Zero narrowed his eyes in anger. No doctor or therapist here had mentioned it since they were told not to mention it, so why did this all high and mighty man get to?

"You aren't allowed to speak to me about that," the silverette growled.

"I'm not?" Kaname asked, a perfect eyebrow rising in amusement and disappearing behind the brown bangs that hung in his face.

"Everyone has been told not to discuss it with me," Zero shrugged. He couldn't stand this man.

"Then how do you expect to get better?" the brunette questioned. Zero considered this for a moment before shrugging his shoulders again. "Now, if what I said before is true, tell me what happened."

"No," Zero declined sharply. The last time he had told that story had been five years ago. He had learned not to tell because... things would happen after he relived the memories.

"Why?"

"Because I don't want to relive it..."

"What if that's the only way, Zero?" Kaname asked softly.

"I won't relive it because things happen afterwards!" Zero hissed, anger flaring up in him once again. Why couldn't this man just tell him how messed up he was? How there was false hope out there somewhere? Why did he have to look into the details?

"What things?"

Zero's nails were digging into his palm by now, the scent of blood filling the air with it's nauseating smell.

"None of your business," Zero snapped.

"You're acting like a child," Kaname sighed, making Zero wince. "I don't care much for you personally, because at the end of the day I still get my paycheck. But I also get the satisfaction of 'fixing' you," he said coldly, as if Zero was just a hindrance.

"I didn't ask for you!" Zero shouted, standing up and pointing a finger at the brunette, wincing when cold air met the small wounds on his palm. Kaname seemed to notice the wounds but his focus was back on Zero almost immediately, frustration clear on his face. "I didn't ask for this! I'm not crazy, I know what I saw, I know what happened!" he yelled.

"I never said you were crazy and I never said I didn't believe you," Kaname countered calmly, which only fueled his anger.

"You're criticizing me!"

"I'm not. You obviously haven't had a therapist like me."

"A therapist who only cares about money? I think I've experienced that," Zero growled.

"Wrong. I've had quite a few patients today, do you know what they all shared?" Kaname asked. He continued when Zero said nothing. "They were truly crazy, Zero. They all had a detached look from everything," he said.

"But I am crazy, Doctor Kuran," Zero countered softly.

"Wrong again. You have life, Zero. Something the rest don't," Kaname chuckled, fisting back his hair only to have it fall back into place again. "I want to save you."

"Vampires aren't real, Kuran," the silverette growled. "That's how I know I'm crazy."

"They aren't?" Kaname asked, his eyebrow arching again for the same reason; amusement. He was still taunting him!

Zero bolted for the door, anger and fear fueling him on. Kaname was too smart. He wasn't supposed to have a therapist like that. He had had Yuki, who was smart, but... friend smart. She had only been a friend. Then he had had the dull, repeat from the book kinds of therapists. Who just told him he was crazy. Which he was, wasn't he?

But Kaname. He told him he wasn't crazy and Zero knew he had proof to back that up. Kaname was smart. He saw into those things and he knew damn well he could read people like a book. Even Zero. But Zero would make sure to change that since it would frustrate the arrogant man beyond no end.

He didn't like that. He didn't like Kaname. He hated the man who told him he wasn't crazy for believing vampires killed his family, because if he was right... if he was right, it meant there was a world out there that Zero should be terrified of. That Zero should despise more than his own personal world.

And if he was right, then Zero would avenge his family and destroy the vampires that killed his brother and his parents. And any other vampire that got in his way.

But that's ridiculous, Zero thought as he burst into the familiar white room and collapsed on his cot. Because vampires aren't real.

He fell asleep with his new therapists words echoing in his head. You have life, Zero... I want to save you...

A/N- Remember, the first chapter is almost always cliche. I feel like this moved too fast but... eh, I'm satisfied *shrugs* I like it... minus the fact that I'm SO NERVOUS. I'm just sitting here staring at it like; WTF... what if it isn't good enough? What if it's hated? *other various questions*

Review my pets, or I will have no motivation to continue *evil chuckle*

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