A/N: Hello! When I started reading Vampire Knights, I fell with it immediately. I love most vampire mangas/anime, but this one is amazing. I just knew I had to write a fic about.
Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Knights except the characters that will be presented within it.
Prologue
Confinement was always their answer for her. Ever since she was younger, she has always been confined to her family's mansion under her parents' order to keep her safe. To keep her safe from the harm of the world and the harm that she would express against humans.
"Mizuki, it is time to finish your lesson."
The young daughter sat in front of the sitting room's window glancing at the evening sky. Her fingertips trailed down the chilled glass, as she made no eye contact with nothing but the heavens. Her curly raven hair trailed down her back and onto her long cream dress, which her other hand gripped tightly to the lace on the side of her hip. She wanted to just reach outside and just be apart of it, but she could not; she was confined to her family's ways.
"Zuzu, you need to finish your Japanese lesson," stated a woman walking up to her.
"Why? I know how to speak it. There is nothing else to learn," she replied bitterly while continuing her glance outside.
"Of course, your learning abilities are exquisite, but to be able to go to Cross Academy, you must perfect your craft," commented the woman placing a hand on Mizuki.
As soon as her touch was planted on the young girl's shoulder, Mizuki suddenly glared with her dark blood eyes at the older woman while shrugging off any type of physical contact that they had. She was restricted from everything she wanted to explore, touch, taste, and drink. She could not understand the unfair advantages of her parents had with their lifestyle, and yet she could not ever leave her home except to this new school called Cross Academy in Japan. How revolting.
Later as the night progressed, the young vampire leaped onto the mansion's outside patio from her third floor balcony. She quickly wrapped her hair up into a high ponytail and tugged on the torn jeans she wore. She pulled down her black halter-top and ran through the bushes that covered the fence to her imprisonment and escape. If she had one more night before the trip to Japan, she wanted to make one more tour down memory lane.
She traveled down the road, creeping through the alleys until she was engulfed with the busy life of the city. The crowds of people and buildings made Mizuki excitedly smile with every step she took along the road. She wanted to visit everything and everyone. How she yearned many nights to be with the environment of people and other living forms. She could smell the scents of heavy perfume and cologne in the air and the laughter of random humans made her skin crawl with exhilaration. As she made her way down the busy streets, she came across the destination she wanted to visit, The Electric Eel.
When she opened the door, her ears picked the sound of chords from two acoustic guitars and the reactions of numerous people. The bar was layered with many spontaneous signs and pictures of music geniuses, political liberals, and many various visitors. The furniture was wooden with a sense of vintage taste as many could be predicted of old as anyone's grandfather. The place held memories of fun, riots, and drunken disputes but the raven hair girl loved it.
"Alright! Zuzu, get on stage!"
As Mizuki looked toward the stage, a young man presented her with an acoustic guitar. He glanced down with his alluring emerald eyes to her light ruby eyes. She gave a sort of smirk at the dirty blonde boy as she walked up to the stage. Once she arrived beside him, many guys cheered and whistled at Mizuki, which she replied with playful wink.
"Okay, so since our lead singer is here, how about we start out with one of her favorites!" shouted the dirty blonde boy.
The crowd cheered with agreement, as she looked over to the boy and back at her other band mates.
"What the hell have you guys already played?" she asked.
"Fuck, we've been just playing around waiting on your ass," replied the female drummer with a smirk.
"Sorry about that. My parents took forever to leave the house, and I could not get rid of my bodyguard," stated Mizuki tuning up her guitar.
"Heh, I guess princess was having difficulty with her thriving life again," chuckled the bass guitarist.
"Fuck off, Fred. It's Zuzu's last night and we got to make it one of the best," commented the dirty blonde tuning up his own guitar.
"Thanks, Troy."
Mizuki gave one last smirk to the blonde boy until she started a rhythmic mixture of cords on her guitar. Soon enough, the drummer picked it up and began to follow the rhythm, which made the crowd jump up in excitement. The music began as the two other guitars followed the aggressive, enchanting chords with Mizuki swaying madly around to the beat. Once the beginning of the song played out, Mizuki reached out for the microphone stand and began singing with almost a temptress, husky voice.
"Man, never knew a girl who can take a song with control like that," yelled to one of the guys in audiences.
"Yeah, it is almost demonic yet a seducing way. Kinda creepy but really hot," replied another guy.
As her words began to leave her, she picked up her guitar and began to play madly with the audience cheering her on. For once, she felt in control of her life. She felt as if she did not have obligations or confinement. She almost felt as if she was human herself. It was such a feeling of total highness and ecstasy.
After their last song, the group left to the wide park within the busy city. Usually homeless men and creeps would be up so late in a place like this, but they would always return to the grassy plains, the numerous trees, and the benches of the busy city.
"Man, that gig was awesome!" stated the drummer chick as she opened one of her canned beers on the bench.
"Shelia, you always say that when the guys flock to you," joked Fred as he took out his bottle of forty a plastic bag.
"Whatever, the chicks wanted to know your name, too. Still the place was packed," replied Shelia.
"It was an awesome group of people in there! What did you think, Zuzu?" asked Troy as he took a seat next to the raven hair girl.
"I think it was incredible," commented Mizuki as she sipped her own beer.
"I know! I hate that you're leaving. You got the crowd rocking!" sang Shelia with Fred cheering.
"Hah, it was not just I! You guys were great as well!" She smiled once more.
"Yeah, but you know we are going to miss you," replied Troy as he placed on her knee.
"For sho! I mean, we met not that long ago, but we just clicked…. I hope you're treated well at that Cross Academy School," spoke Fred finishing up his bottle of beer.
"I know I will hate it," whispered the vampire as she drunk the rest of her drink.
"Guys, it is getting late. My mom will flip if she catches me out again," stated Shelia as she finished her can of beer.
"Yeah, Zuzu's got an early flight, so you better get to it," replied Fred the redhead while helping Shelia up.
The group began to say their farewell to Mizuki as she hugged Fred and Shelia dearly. She knew nobody but them in the city other than her family, but in a way, they were a sort of another family. As she was about to walk down the road to her home, Troy took a hold of her hand.
"Hey, can I walk you home?" he asked with a smirk.
At first she just looked at him, but then gave him a slight nod as she retrieved her hand back. They walked side by side down the road silently at first, both lost in their own thoughts. The two of them were rarely alone together since Fred and Shelia were always there. It was nice but in the same page weird.
"So how long will you be in Japan?" asked Troy as he finally looked to the raven hair girl.
"I think for at least two years. I don't really want to go, but it is quite beneficial for my family that I go," replied Mizuki with a small sigh.
"You're always locked into this path that your family has made you. Why don't you just say no? I mean you're 18 years old!" commented Troy.
"It is not easy as it seems to you. My family's honor and heritage rides on me to go. Of course I will hate it, but I know it'll be greatly needed for my clan."
"You make it sound like you're in a cult or something."
"It feels like it sometimes."
They both looked at one another and began to chuckle at the last comments. Troy watched intently as he observed the true, girlish laugh that Mizuki was presenting. It was always a pleasure to see her like that, though very rare. He loved to see her actually give a genuine smile or have chimes of laughter when the group was together; he really did not want that to go.
"Troy?" In an instant, the dirty blonde guitarist wrapped his arms around the vampire, holding her dearly and letting his finger slide up and down her back. He rested his chin on top of her head while letting their bodies press gently close to one another. Mizuki blushed softly, wondering what was happening.
"I wish we had more time, ya know?" he whispered.
The commented should have meant something to her, but she was too busy to notice his voice when she was noticing his neck. Her nose played gently onto his neck as she could feel the presence of his blood so near. Mizuki could smell the sweet scent of blood as it taunted her. Oh, how the delicious taste of blood dripping in her mouth was all that was plaguing her mind. She knew she was too close, but just one little bite…
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"Mizuki? Mizuki, are you okay?"
Mizuki's parents opened the door to their daughter's room as the echoes of crying played out. At first, she did not notice when her parents were standing within her environment because she was too busy cradling him in her arms. She let the tears hit his face as she hugged him tightly, hoping in some way, he survived. How greedy she was to let this happen. How cruel of her to let her friend feel the bite of a vampire when she was just so thirsty and tempted. She thought that she was better than that.
"Mizuki, your tears can not reach him," stated her father as he bent down to his timid daughter.
"I couldn't stop myself. My appetite, I just wanted his blood," cried out Mizuki.
"Of course, as a pure blood, you are entitled to your food, but that's why we kept you here. You should have stayed here when we told you to be in the mansion," lectured her mother as folded her arms.
"I-I thought…" She could not say anymore. The reality of life crept into her mind as her father took Troy's body away and out the room. Her confinement was to keep her safe. Her confinement was to keep her away from becoming a monster, but now she had to endure who she was; A pureblood vampire.
TBC
A/n: Yay, this is quite exciting. I really hope this plays well. Mizuki is going to be quite the interesting character within Cross Academy but she will only shine with the other characters not as the star of the fic. Please continue to read. I'm starting up the next chapter, so be expecting it soon.