Hi everyone! Thank you for taking the time to stop by. I make no claims to the characters in this little drabble -- they belong to the amazing Matsuri Hino. If I were her this is pretty much how things would be happening in the manga... XD But, I'm not... so alas, it is up to us fans to write our own good YuMe scenes. This fic takes place sometime after Chapter 49 of the manga. I have taken various liberties as most fanfic authors do -- like, Yuuki is not afraid to use her fangs, etc. Please do not read if you do not like the pairing or have delicate sensibilities -- please note that this is rated mature for a reason. You have been warned.... XD

Kuran Kaname: Ancestor

Scream

Kaname woke up bleary eyed and fuzzy brained. He hurt. Everywhere.

Crawling out of bed, he stumbled into the adjacent bathroom and fumbled for the light squinting as it came on over the mirror. His skin felt like a finely strung guitar -- one if plucked, would snap. But, instead of just snapping and feeling relief Kaname knew that there was something waiting to pour out of him. It was power. Raw power and different from the time he consumed Shizuka. That time he merely had to learn how to control a new gift, it was similar to one learning to control a temper. This pulsing power he felt waiting underneath the surface of himself was his own…yet, changed somehow. Kaname's fingers gripped the edge of the marble counter as undercurrents of power rippled across him. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. What was going on?

Looking up into the mirror Kaname surveyed his bloody chest and neck -- nothing to be alarmed about. He and Yuuki often woke up bloody after a vivacious night of sex. Many ruined sheets resulted from it, but no permanent damage to either of them. They were purebloods after all. Inspecting his chest again, Kaname deemed that it did seem much more blood than usual. It ran in streaks across his chest as if he had been clawed. Had he? Did she? He couldn't remember.

Kaname shuddered and ran a hand through his hair. In fact, his fingers became tangled in his hair. Was his hair always this long? No, it was definitely not. Where it usually brushed just past his shoulders it now snaked in long wisps down to his shoulder blades. His mind started whispering to him -- this was like… like when Yuuki… Shaking his head and refusing to finish the mental trail his eyes locked onto his chest again and something he spied peeking out from under the trails of blood. Turning on the faucet he quickly scrubbed at the dried blood to reveal a marking of some kind etched into his skin. He scrubbed more frantically until he could see it clearly.

He instantly recognized the symbol, after all he had commissioned it ages ago. The Kuran family crest was tattooed on chest -- perfectly centered under his collar bone. Kaname swallowed hard and a feeling of lunacy overcame him. Was he going crazy? This was not the time for something like this to happen. This was not part of the plan. Sure, he knew it would happen eventually -- but not now. Not before everything was in place and the two of them safely took control over the vampire world. Anything that jeopardized Yuuki's safety was unacceptable. Now he had no idea what he was capable of -- and why couldn't he remember anything about last night! Frankly, it pissed him off. Kaname knew he needed to remain calm, something he was highly competent at doing, but before he knew it anger seeped out of him and the mirror cracked into thousands of fractures. Along with the thick soundproofed walls and marble counter -- although those cracks where larger. Shit.

He looked over his shoulder to see if Yuuki had woken up. No, she was still a peaceful lump on the bed. Looking back at the ruined mirror, he stared at the distorted reflection of himself. Focusing on a larger piece of ruined glass, he stared at his eyes, which were hypnotic cesspools of mahogany. That was when it happened. The tattoo on his chest flared red like he had been branded. Kaname yelled out in agony and clamped his hands to his head as he fell to his knees. Images flashed behind his closed eyelids -- images intertwined from the present and the past. Someone else's past or his own? The images were too confusing and muddled and quick… but, they were all there in his brain.

Kaname had no sense of time -- he had no idea how long he knelt on the bathroom floor as images seared his mind. He didn't even know when Yuuki entered the bathroom and wrapped her arms around him from behind. He only knew when it stopped. The Kuran crest on his chest was the last thing to stop inflicting pain on him and when it did, it vanished completely. In its place a heavy metal chain set around his neck -- on the end was a replica of the crest.

Kaname gasped for breath as his whole body shook. One hand fingered the pendant as the other grasped for Yuuki's hands that were tightly wrapped around him. He could feel her tears sliding down his back as she sobbed softly.

"Kaname?" she asked through her tears, worry apparent in her voice. "What's going on?"

Her voice trigged something inside him and it was like opening Pandora's box. Kaname remembered everything -- and everything about last night.

~*~ 8 hours prior ~*~

Kaname was exhausted and felt like crap. In fact, he had felt like crap for days. If he wasn't a pureblood vampire he would give in and say that he had a cold. But, no, that was impossible. It was… something else. Something brewing under the surface of his skin that made him irritated and raw and tired. He was looking forward to a good night's rest. Yanking his shirt off, he crawled into bed, sighing as he sunk into the plush softness. Sleep would come easy tonight. He knew that Yuuki would join him in a few hours once she finished whatever new manga she had borrowed from Aido. He was asleep before his head even hit the pillow.

Sometime later, Kaname rose from sound slumber to the delicious feeling of Yuuki kissing his collarbone and her warm weight straddling his waist. Half asleep, his hands trailed up her soft thighs to her waist and he groaned as she nipped at the center of his neck. She shifted, rubbing herself against him as her hands trailed up his chest to rub over his nipples, instantly hardening them.

"Are you awake?" she breathed into his ear, making sure to flick her tongue out to tease the lobe.

"I am now," Kaname answered at the same time thinking What kind of manga did Aido give you?! and deciding to investigate first thing in the morning.

"Are you really?" A mischievous smile accompanied the response before her mouth descended on his.

Pureblood instinct automatically made them each battle for dominance as their tongues intertwined and they savored each other. Kaname eventually gave in and let her control the kiss, he decided to focus part of his attention elsewhere. Sliding up her nightgown, his fingers found her already wet but he teased her profusely until she gasped into his mouth and broke the kiss.

Sitting back, Yuuki locked eyes with him and moved in time with his fingers. Her little moans and 'ah's' were enough to make him fully erect and he badly wanted to shove himself inside of her, pounding until they both came. But, he was more of a gentleman than that. Not to say that there weren't times when they had sex like that -- oh, there definitely was. However, tonight was not one of those nights.

Tonight he was going to make her come until she screamed his name and her throat was raw.

With one last gentle caress, Kaname tantalized her before inserting two fingers into the warmth and was rewarded with a whispered, amorous "Kaname!" Now, she began to move against his fingers and he made sure to position his thumb so she brushed against it each time. Her own hands quivered against her thighs and her eyes slowly closed in ecstasy. Kaname knew when she was close because her movements became more frantic and her gasps turned into cries of pleasure. He curved his fingers so they grazed her g-spot and rubbed his thumb against her clit. Yuuki's eyes shot open, glowing red with desire, and she gave one last cry of bliss as she came.

Something inside of Kaname awoke seeing her eyes. The pulsing, feverish power that he had felt brewing under his skin for days answered her -- sending a shock of pleasure-pain through him. He gasped as she fell forward, catching herself on her hands, and convulsed around his fingers. He knew that his eyes now burned red as well -- but there was something else there that normally wasn't. He could feel it centered in his chest, a sort of pressure building up wanting release. Yuuki pleasantly distracted him at that moment with a kiss, she had bit her tongue sometime during her climax and the taste of her blood aroused him further. He sucked greedily at it.

Disappointed when she pulled away, Kaname trailed a hand through her hair and felt her begin to shift down his body. She stopped here and there to nibble or shower him with playful kisses -- paying special attention to his nipples and belly button. Yuuki wasted no time in ridding him of his pants and Kaname felt the blessed freedom from constriction. He waited in anticipation for her skillful tongue, the strange pulsing in his chest mirroring the one in his dick. Frustrated when she kissed around the area that needed the most attention, Kaname growled and felt her shift his right leg up so that it was bent with his foot resting flat on the bed. One of her arms wrapped gently around his thigh, cradling it as she kissed and licked the supple inner skin. Smelling her blood, Kaname lifted his head to see what she was up to. Yuuki had driven the nails of her right hand into her palm drawing blood -- it dripped down her wrist and arm sensuously. Still kissing his thigh, her eyes shifted to meet his as her bloody hand wrapped around his cock. Oh…. oh. Kaname moaned and sunk back into the pillow. He tried his best not to buck his hips up into her tight grip. But, the way her fingers trailed over him made it very hard. Literally. His fingers sank into the sheets by his sides. Pre-cum mixed with blood made Yuuki's hand-job extremely enjoyable.

When she sank her fangs into his thigh, Kaname cried out her name -- it was just too much for him and too good. Thankfully, Yuuki knew when he was too close to the edge so she quickly squeezed the base of his cock to prevent him from coming. Her warm tongue gave one last lick to the small wound on his thigh before eyeing the bloody mess her palm had made. Kaname, on the other hand, was trying to gain control of himself with deep breaths and while still fighting the peculiar pleasure-pain that was building inside his chest.

"Poor, onii-sama. What a mess I've made," she sing-songed. "Guess I'll have to clean it up."

And she proceeded to do so -- with her tongue.

Kaname nearly came undone for the second, or was it third?, time that night and he could barely fight past the mounting pressure in his chest. Maybe he was just getting confused between erotic pleasure and this weird pressure under his skin? No, it was definitely separate and they both needed release.

With one last flick of her tongue against the head of his penis, Yuuki pronounced the job done and stretched like a cat up his body. He could barely focus by this point, vaguely remembering that he was supposed to be making her scream, and watched with pleasure-glazed eyes as she discarded her gown. Kaname's hands trailed up her body, one placed at her hip and the other fondling a pert breast as she luxuriously sheathed him inside herself. Kaname almost came right then watching his cock disappear inside of her.

They both moaned as she began to move lazily over him. Each time the pressure became greater and greater inside of Kaname until the pain began to override the pleasure. Yuuki's movements grew faster and he bucked up into her as they gained momentum.

"Are you awake?... Are you really?" her words echoed strangely in his head. Kaname's eyes flew open as pain seared his chest and began to flow out into his limbs. His eyes burned red and his skin became hyper-sensitive. Yuuki's eyes burned red, too. He cried out an erotic moan, the pleasure-pain gaining full control of his body. She bent forward and raked her nails over his chest like she was possessed. Ahhhh, relief. As she bent to lap up the blood, Kaname met her half way, sitting up. She had helped relieve some of the pressure building under his skin by drawing blood.

They shifted slightly so that she could wrap her legs around him. She lapped softly at the rivulets of blood as he increased their tempo. It was time, he couldn't last any longer and knew that she was close as well.

"Yuuki… Yuuki, I love you," he said softly, as he cradled her head and brought it towards his neck. Kaname was hoping that if she bit him it would make the pain that was building so intensely again go away, as well as make their orgasm that much more pleasurable.

"Kaname," she whispered, kissing his neck before sinking her fangs into the flesh there.

Two things happened at once, Yuuki came and the feeling of her squeezing him made Kaname come as well. He gripped her waist and thrust up hard into her one last time, feeling the much-needed release. When she bit him, Kaname also felt the weird pleasure-pain rush back to gather at the apex of his chest before exploding outwards. He cried out in a mixture of ecstasy and torture as pure power seared through him. Yuuki gasped in pain and pleasure as well when his blood burned down her throat and she pulled away to see his eyes blazing red, with a burning blue deep in the center.

Her worried expression and blood-stained lips forming "Kaname?!" were the last things he was aware of before passing out.

*****END*****

Yep. The end. Sorry. XD

You may have figured out that this is my attempt at playing with the theory of how Kaname comes into his full powers -- because I am just not convinced that he has full control of them yet in the manga. I think this area has a lot of good potential for fanfiction right now. I know it's making my Muse go insane with plot bunnies. And I mean those two are stuck underground for a year! A whole YEAR! Yuuki. Girl. Don't tell me you wouldn't hit that.

So, here's the deal. I don't have plans to make a full-fledged epic story out of this. Mostly due to the fact that it flat out intimidates me and my RL just doesn't give me time for something that time consuming. (I'm not an author in RL, so I wouldn't even really know how to plan something like that out.) But, also largely due to the fact that I would really hate to let everyone down if I started something like that and then just dropped it. We've all read stories where that happened and I don't want to do that to you b/c I love you. K? :D

BUT (there's always a but, isn't there?) I do plan to write more drabbles/fic pieces about this time in their lives revolving around Kaname's ascension to power and what not. *which is code for lots of SMEX* The world will be the Kuran Kaname: Ancestor world and each piece will somehow fit in like any good old puzzle. This particular piece was entitled Scream -- in case that was confusing to some people. My Muse has already given me plenty of ideas about before and after this incident, so it's coming -- it's just a matter of time. Please be patient with me because my fics usually result in sketches and those take time. 33333

There is also a sketch that I drew to compliment this piece. You can view it in my Deviant account here: .com/art/Kuran-Kaname-Ancestor-125505461

And just one more thing, I promise this is the last thing. I do extremely appreciate comments and reviews -- however, please note that this piece is unbetaed and was only reviewed for grammatical/spelling errors by me. I am in no way an expert in that area. So, if you notice something blatantly obvious that just completely throws off the flow of the piece feel free to let me know. But, if it's something little like a missing comma or end-of-sentence preposition... ummm... I'm not going to care. But, hot damn! If you are that good at grammar and stuff maybe you should be an editor and props to you! :D