Perhaps…
Main Characters/Pairing: Kaname/Moka, Kaname/Yuuki
Fandom: Vampire Knight and Rosario+Vampire
Summary: A little AU, mind you. In all the midst of his plans and the most through ones that he thought ahead, countless of times, sometimes his mind wanders. Alternative way as to how the famous "The Hooded Woman" sacrificed her life, and yes, I'll use Moka as "The Hooded Woman".
Note: Originally, I've post it this as a gift for Cazuuki and it was on deviantart, and I thought, you know what, why not put it on . I've read up to the recent chapter of Rosario+Vampire, but I admit to my embarrassment, that I didn't give myself enough time to read Vampire Knight and only read a few chaps and snips of it out of curiosity. So there, I hope I hadn't mess it up and up to some people's expectations. It took me four times to find the right tone and right plot to be able to write this out, the thirst three will take too long, this one sort of pops out of the blue *grumbles* stupid muse. Rosario+Vampire belongs to Akihisa Ikeda, and Vampire Knight belongs to Matsuri Hino.
Perhaps it was okay, to leave it as just that, Kaname mused as he wanders through the halls of the infamous Cross Academy, dawn has yet to break through the dark halls, casting the feared light over the shadows, chasing them away. His mind flashes images of a woman, his memories, although he suppressed them, seems to seep into his dreams and restlessly tortures his soul.
Through his mind's eyes, he replays his dreams, long white hair pooled down to her back, shiny red eyes determined as ever, body posture held up high with pride and grace, a smirk on her lips that held secrets that had yet to be given to him.
Kaname…His name passed through her lips, her voice echoes through his mind like clarity of a small river, but he knew that she couldn't possibly say his name. She couldn't possibly bestow her rare smiles and her soft gazes that he usually was able to get from her or even when her lips lightly touch his. His closed eyes clenched slightly.
I'm sorry…I- Her heart was ripped out, she wasn't given enough time, even so she used the remaining time expertly while he is unconscious, but she would rather die that way than be used by someone due to the power she holds. She rather die than let the blood of hers awaken and let it soak to the soil beneath her to be forever consumed by smaller organisms. That way, her power will not be used, and the beast she kept under lock and key will forever sleep and disintegrate into ashes. Her heart, still beating faintly, was used as to created several anti-vampire tools after, very much like the Artemis rod his dear sister wield.
He opened his eyes, Kaname didn't know when his heart unclenched marginally, but he knew it was because he thought of Yuuki that the ache lessens. Shaking out of faint hold of his memories, he walk silently back into his room in hopes of catching some rest, the night sky turned slightly brighter.
Don't cry for me, ok…? That's what Moka would've said to Kaname, but he didn't pay mind to what his memory's voice of his dead beloved said. The voice, the sleeping memories, ignored and temporarily silenced under a lock. Perhaps, it is better to ignore it for a while and until the memory box creaks slightly open, even under a lock, he'll know how to deal with then.
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