Kaname's mind drifted, wandering back to days that seemed so surreal, almost like a dream that would easily evaporate if even ghosted over by a gentle touch.

He longed for those simple, happy days when he was content to live in euphoria and spend his eternity with the girl he loved at his side. What other man has not wanted the very same thing? He could not think of many that would've willingly ever give up that dream, a dream of happiness and comfort.

those days would never come again, for they had been taken from him so cruelly that first time around.

He longed for the days when all he had to do was act like any other child, and could be surrounded by family. He had loved them- Juri and Haruka, in his own way. Even though he had tried to distance himself, they still wormed their way into his heart.

They were gone now, merely dust on the wind, innocents of a different time. He blamed himself, for he could have saved them. But, he hadn't.

The guilt still clawed at him, devoured his psyche, tortured his already warped soul.

Most of all, he yearned for the time he had once spent with Yuuki. At this, his lips curved into a quiet, mournful smile. Those days too, had come to an end, a painful conclusion.

Now, when he saw her, he had to pretend that his light was no longer his love, that he was going to kill her one day, just as he was going to eliminate those other Purebloods. The facade was effective, effective enough to get Yuuki's faith in him destroyed. He was sorry, but he could not stop in this path and suddenly return to her side.