Title: Chapter 1 History of the Kurans
Author's Note: I determined to start over from the beginning since some of you still don't understand that Samantha/ Aruka and Auryanna are Kaname's wife and older sister, well in the beginning they were.
Yeah, I know it's confusing, but this isn't a spoiler. I'll explain in the story the history between Kaname and Aruka.
Disclaimer: I don't own VK or any of its glorious characters.
Summary: Aruka lives with the monstrous Niyoku Nai, Rido's little brother, and Haruka's twin brother to save Kaname . Kaname died from Niyoku's merciless torture. How do you think this will work out? Well, let's see.
~ Chapter starts ~
I was the wife of the Kuran ancestor, Kaname Kuran. And because I was married to him, it made me an ancestor, too. (And mostly because we were the only living survivors of the first generation of the Kuran clan).
He was my soul and sometimes it felt like he was part of me. We had been married for many, many years. But I knew there would be someone to break our love apart; even though it was impossible.
He was my little brother, not much younger than me, but yet and still I loved him with all my being. I knew Niyoku Nai would come to kill Kaname or kidnap me.
Niyoku absolutely loved me, although I never felt the same about him. So I wrote a letter and placed it in Kaname's favorite book.
I signed my name at the bottom of the letter and kissed the letter lightly. Leaving a kiss mark on it and letting the letter absorb my scent. I placed the letter in the book and placed the book exactly where it was before I touched it.
"What are you doing?" Kaname's voice came from behind me.
He scared me, but I did my best to sustain a straight face and a steady heart beat.
"I was reading a passage from one of your books; it was interesting," I said, patting the spines of the books to line them up.
"Why?" he asked, his lips to my ear and his arms wrapped around me.
"Because I was curious," I said turning to look up at him, his arms still around me.
I took his face in my hands gently. It was going to kill me when I couldn't look at his face anymore. I knew his face with every feature, but it was still nice to look at him every day.
I smiled at the thought and said, "I love you."
"I love you, too," he replied back and kissed me passionately.
I would definitely miss these warm lips that gave me kisses.
I broke away from the kiss and said, "Let's go look up at the stars" pulling his hand.
He didn't shift, so I ended up ramming into his chest. He gazed deep into my eyes, moved the hair from my face, and said, "Is there anything you're hiding from me?"
I didn't answer. I couldn't lie to him, even if he didn't know I was lieing, it still hurt like knives to even fix my lips to do so. But even though I didn't answer, I was pretty sure that my face gave me away.
I pulled away slowly and he headed to our bedroom; his hands gripping my wrist gently.
He lay on the bed and I lay beside him, curling against his body with my head on his chest. It was pitiful that I was older than him, but he was still taller than me.
Kaname took my hands into his and we intertwined our fingers as we gazed out the window. I had my leg wrapped around his waist.
"Does it bother you that I'm younger?" he asked after a while of stillness and silence.
"Well, you're taller than me, so I don't believe that counts," I laughed.
"No," he laughed with me, "does it matter that I'm younger than you?"
"Well, no. Even if you were older I would still love you all the same," I said softly.
I looked up and he kissed me.
Unfortunately, tonight would be the last of my happiness. And my life was the least of my worries; Kaname's life was more important to me.
| ~ o ~ |
Kaname and I walked to the market. We would've taken the limo, but it would've caught the eye of many people and I didn't want that. We split up to get the groceries. My basket was half way full 30 minutes later, so I was pretty sure that his was also.
I was just about to grab a pear when an arm wound around my waist, while a cloth was put to my nose and mouth.
I dropped the basket and the fruit went everywhere, but I knew who it was before I could turn around to look. And if I struggled, he would kill Kaname, so I remained calm and still until my world began to fade.
I heard someone call me; I wanted to respond to that sweet voice. But by then my body had shifted and my world became slurred and dark.
Ancestor Kaname's POV
After I walked to the counter, I sat the basket on it.
"Is this all, sir?" asked the cashier.
"No, sir," I said, respectfully smiling, "I'm waiting for my wife to bring the other basket."
Then I heard a basket fall and whatever items that were in it, seem to scatter everywhere.
"Aruka?" I whispered, knowing only she could hear me. I listened for her reply, but she didn't answer me.
"Aruka?" I said louder.
She still didn't answer.
And that's when I took off from the counter. I ran to the vegetable aisle, which was where the sound first came from, screaming her name. But there was still no answer from her.
When I got to the aisle, a basket was laying on the floor while the vegetable were everywhere. I knew who this basket belonged to, but I didn't see her. Then I heard a car drive frantically away. I didn't get to the car fast enough, and because the car was swerving so fast, I couldn't see the license plate number.
I slammed my fists into the floor, merely cracking the floor tile. Damn! I shouted in my head, How could I have let her out of my sight? What was I thinking?
"What happened?" came someone's voice.
"My wife has been kidnapped," I said hoarsely, while I got up off the ground and glared out the window where the speeding car went.
"I'll call the police," they said and I listened to their footsteps as they went away. Honestly, I didn't the human police to get into this, this wasn't their battle. I didn't want them in the middle of this, and neither would Aruka.
~| o |~
The police arrived not long after someone had called them and started questioning me.
"Where were you when she went missing?" he asked.
"I don't know when she went missing, but I do know that I was at the counter waiting for her," I said.
"So did you know she was gone?" he asked.
"I just said-" frustrated, I rubbed the side of my temples with my fingers. I sighed and tried to calm down and try again.
"I just said that I didn't know when she was gone. We came here together so she couldn't have left without me," I said.
This human was making me so mad; I wanted to rip out his throat. But then I remembered what Aruka said when there were situations like these.
Flashback
"You know how humans will do something to make you angry or irritated?" she asked.
"Yeah," I said.
"Well, don't get mad at them," she said softly.
Was she in love with a human? I thought.
"Why?" I asked looking at her.
She looked at me briefly then looked at the top bookshelf.
"Because some of them are naive. They don't know what they do, so we learn to forgive them and live in peace," she smiled faintly, then the smile faded, "but there are some of us who see them nothing more than meals and free kills. I am trying to creating a world where vampires, humans, and all the other creatures can live in peace with one another. But I bet there is a human who wishes the same. And if you find him or her, do your best to hear out his or her idea. And help them achieve that goal.
End of Flashback
I sighed, my breath shaking from the anger and irritation from the officer and annoying questions.
"You know what? Never mind, I'll go find her myself," I said, moving by him to start running home, "because you're not helping me one bit asking me all asking me all these questions that make so sense."
"Wait!" called the policeman, "what's your name and where do you live? "
"Does it matter?" I yelled back and went deep into the dark, running at full speed.
When I reached my home, the mansion seemed like a stranger's house. Hoping she was here I called, "Aruka?"
But there was no answer.
| ~ o ~ |
It's been months since Aruka's disappearance and it still feels like she's here.
But I couldn't I eat, drink, or sleep. I laid restlessly in my bed, which used to belong to Aruka and me, and stared at the moon.
I didn't know who would possibly want to kidnap Aruka. She was always gentle with everyone; even with the ones who could have disliked her.
There had to be something in this house that could lead me to her.
I snatched the sheets off me and ran to the library. I knew she must've left a letter in one of the books. I searched all the books, until I was on my 21st search, and then realized it was in my book.
I pulled out my favorite book; just by instinct. I opened it and a letter fell out. It was from her. I put the letter to my nose; it smelled just like her, too. It was in her handwriting and had her kiss mark on it.
My Dear Beloved Kaname, the letter read, To keep you alive and from facing death, I've decided to live with Niyoku Nai. I love you more than him, and I still care about you. Try not to look for me. I love you with all my heart, body, and soul. No matter how hard he forces me to love him; you are the only one who has my heart.
( A/N: Unfortunately, not all promises can be kept.)
And at the bottom was her signature and kiss. The letter smelled so strongly of her, it was as if she has written it just previously.
I knew where this person lived. I put the letter back inside my book and walked out of the library. I grabbed my black coat, put it on, and walked out the door.
Ancestor Aruka's POV
I woke from the blackness that was very disoriented.
I was in a car, I didn't know any of these people, but I was pretty sure they were acquainted with Niyoku.
I got out of the car and headed toward the big house that belonged to Niyoku. The door opened as soon as I stepped on the carpet. I walked in calmly, keeping kindness and love in my heart.
"I see you came to me," Niyoku said.
Even though he looked a lot like Kaname, it was easy to tell the difference between the two. Their personalities were different; very different.
"As far as I'm concerned, it was you who kidnapped me. Or at least your acquaintance did," I said smoothly, my mouth twisted up in a hard smile mised between the emotions of anger and a dangerous criminal.
"But it was still a surprise that you didn't fight back. You came without problems and resistance," he said walking closer to me.
"I had no choice," I half lied, "If I would have resisted, I would've drawn attention to myself."
Niyoku circled me slowly, touching whatever came in contact with his fingers.
"True," he said, "but you're lying."
He stood behind me. He took a lock of my hair and put it to his nose.
"Do you love me?" he asked after a while of silence.
I closed my eyes, breathed in and out calmly, then said, "No."
He let go of my hair. And smiled evilly and said, "Don't worry, in due time you will love me."
~ | o | ~
Months went by and I still didn't love Niyoku. Instead, I loved Kaname more and more each passing day.
"How are we doing?" came Niyoku's voice.
"Just peachy," I said sarcastically.
I yanked with my wrists on the chains with all my strength. But the chains gave me a limit and I felt weak again.
What hell are these chains made out of? I cursed mentally.
Then I gave up and the chains fell silent. I looked up at the moon and whispered, "Kaname."
A hand came across my face.
"Gah!"I gasped. That hurt.
"I love you, why do you keep bringing his name up?" Niyoku said.
I snorted then glared at him, "What kind of person locks up their lover and tortures them to make them love you?"
"I want to protect you," he said.
"The only thing you did was far from protecting me," I hissed viciously, "You're depressing me, let me go."
He cut his wrist with his nail. The blood smelled good, but not as good as Kaname's. But it was still good enough to make my eyes turn red with blood lust.
I looked down at my attire in the reflection of the puddle of water. I was in a white dress with no shoes and with chains around my ankles. There was blood trailing down the side of my mouth from his back hand.
But it was only my tongue that wanted the blood. My body didn't. And I knew why.
I was mentally and spiritually depressed, and everything in my body was shutting down. The only thing that flared was only my anger toward Niyoku and my need and love for Kaname.
I turned my head away from the scent of blood (as far as was possible).
"I rather die than drink your blood," I replied.
"Well, would you drink from him?" Niyoku gestured behind him.
Kaname stepped from the shadows; stumbling like he was pushed.
"Kaname?" I said, my voice fading more than I thought.
"Aruka," he said softly, his eyes twinkling.
"Kaname, what are you doing here?" I asked.
"He came to sacrifice himself for you," Niyoku smirked.
"Why?" I said, my voice having more volume, "Why would you do that?"
"Because I don't want to live without you," Kaname said.
"But he tricked you, Kaname, he was never going to let me go," I said.
The guards took Kaname out of my cell.
"No!" I said.
"NOOOOO!" I yelled, getting louder as I watched how they dragged him out.
15 minutes later, I hear the sound of a shot fired. Then not long after, I hear Kaname gasp in pain.
Countless times I hear Kaname in agony. And because I could literally feel his pain, I yell, "KAANNAAMEE!" every time I hear a bullet go through his soft flesh.
| ~ o ~ |
It's been six days since I actually got to see Kaname's face again. And six days straight that Niyoku had been torturing Kaname mercilessly.
Then the door to my cell opened and the guards dragged in a badly injured Kaname. I glared at Niyoku, who was smiling, he was just asking for me to rip the chains and rip his face off.
"Don't glare, this is a gift. He asked if he stay with you until he died," Niyoku said smirking, then walked out before the guards closed the cell door.
It was quiet except for our slow breathing.
"Why did you do that?" I asked, looking at the bright moon.
"Because I love you and I never wanted to live without you," Kaname replied.
"You read the letter?" I asked, although I already knew the answer.
"Yes and I feel the same; I love you with all I am and I'm sorry," he said.
I finally looked at Kaname; his head was bobbing down like his neck muscles were giving up.
"Kaname?" I whispered worriedly.
"I love you," was his only response before I heard his heart stop.
"Kaname?" I said again, my voice reaching it's peeking point.
Please release us chains, I thought as my tears fell down my face.
The top chains gave way, Kaname and I fell to the rough cellar concrete.
"Kaname?" I said again, my voice cracking. Cradling his body to my chest.
"Kaname, I love you please don't leave me," I whispered in his ear.
I started to cry when he didn't answer. I felt my thirst over come me when I nuzzled my nose into his neck. I bared my fangs and pierced them into his skin. I drank until I felt numb; which wasn't long after.
I continued to cry into his neck until I heard the door to my cell unlock. I layed Kaname's body gently on the ground and lugged at Niyoku with nothing but hatred in my heart. But just as I was about to claw off Niyoku's face, the chains pulled me back. I went flying hard against the wall.
It knocked the air out of me, but it didn't suppress the hatred I felt for Niyoku.
"YOU BASTARD! YOU BASTARD, YOU KILLED HIM!" I screeched, trying to free myself from the chains. "I SWEAR IF I EVER GET FREE OF THESE CHAINS. I WILL KILL YOU!" I threatened him, "I HATE YOU!"
Then the smiled disappeared from Niyoku's face and he walked out my cell, closing the door behind him. I became calm after he was gone, making the chains fall silent again, relaxing against the wall.
"Kaname?" I called to his spirit, "You will be resurrected in a new body, just as I will.
"Remember that I will always love you and I hope to see you again soon," I whispered.
God, I can't believe I'm doing this, I thought.
"Rido," I called.
The door creaked opened and a teen walked in; at least he looked like a one.
"Yes, Ma' Lady?" he said softly.
"I ask a favor of you," I said, my head down.
"Yes?"
"You are strong, correct?" I asked.
"Yes, ma'am"
"Leave in the night and take Kaname's body. Give his memories to a four year old boy in a good pure blood family. If the boy looks like Kaname, that would be better," I said, looking up at the stars and moon through the bars.
"I know it is not my place to ask, but why should the boy look like Ancestor Kaname?" he asked, his voice was no longer soft, but curious.
"So that his memories can adapt easily to the boy's," I said, looking at him.
"Now please hurry," I whispered, "Go before Niyoku comes back."
Rido picked up Kaname over his shoulder, and I said, "Be careful and good luck. I pray the stars will watch over you."
~| o | ~
Niyoku came back into my cell with Rido right behind him.
Did you do it? I asked Rido through his thoughts. The connection was open enough for him to hear the message, but guarded enough where Niyoku couldn't.
Yeah, he thought back.
Thank you, I thought to him.
Anything for my queen, he thought and I closed the connection so that our thoughts were private again.
"Rido, will you please excuse us?" Niyoku said, his eyes locked on me.
Rido walked out silently and closed the door.
"I still hate you," I said glaring at him.
"Now don't be like that, honey," he said, gliding his fingers along my jaw line. I moved my face away from his touch.
What part of 'I hate you' do you not understand? I thought irritatedly.
He drew a sword into my side and I cried in agony. He withdrew the sword and licked my blood off the sword.
"In time when you die, I will save you and you will need and love me," he whispered.
| ~ o ~ |
Years passed and he still didn't let me go. I remained in the same cell until I loved him. But I would never love such a beast who would torture someone else just to get what they wanted. But right now, I really wanted to get clean. My body was burning from filth.
"May I please have a change of clean clothes?" I yelled to the guards, even though it wasn't necessary.
The door opened and a guard walked in. He didn't look like much of a guard, but I wasn't willing to try his patience. The chains released me when he clicked a switch.
I fell to the ground and stood up slowly, checking to see which parts of my body were sore and needed popping.
The guard unlocked my ankle chains, then did my wrists. And when they un-clicked he whispered, "Don't try anything stupid or we will kill you.. no matter what Master Niyoku says."
I rolled my eyes mentally, Did they really think I was that stupid? Obviously, they did. To think that I would try to escape the first time they let me out. That would be stupid, and they should know me better than that. Plus, my body was burning, I needed a shower- like right now.
I felt dirty.
I walked out of my cell and down the freaky shaped hall. I had my hands behind my back, to keep my own self from touching anything.
We walked up some steps, then up another. We entered a hall that looked so much better than the one we were walking in a moment ago.
It was a pale color compared to the other hall. I stopped in front of a door to a room that caught my attention. Then turned around to see if they were going to hit me, but they simply ushered me to go into the room.
I opened the door and went in, then closed it behind me. I couldn't believe it; the room was my favorite color- burgundy.
I went the closet door, well at least it looked like one, and opened it.
The closet was full of dresses made of silk and cotton. I didn't dare touch any of the dresses, they were beautiful and my fingers would simply ruin them.
I closed the door and walked away from the closet to the bathroom. I took off my clothes and stepped into the glass shower. I turned on the hot water, but the water shot at me and I hissed threateningly from the surprise.
Then I quickly realized that the water was not trying to threaten me in any way. I relaxed from my tense position and reached for the soap and sponge.
I lathered the sponge with the soap and rubbed it all over my body. It burned like hell and I wanted to scream from the pain. But the only thing that escaped my lips was a soft whimper.
I was in the shower, washing for at least 20 minutes.
Then I rinsed off the sponge and my body from the soap and turned the water off. I stepped out of the glass shower door and looked in the cabinets for a towel.
The door opened then closed quickly.
The guards must've been checking to see if I had tried to escape. So I ignored the sound and looked for a towel that didn't look like it belonged to him.
"Ah, yes perfect," I said as I found a red towel.
"What are you looking for?" came Niyoku's voice in velvet and taunting tone. He was shirtless, it did bother me since he wasn't Kaname.
I stepped away from the cabinet immediately; surprised and embarrassed all at the same time.
I felt my cheeks heat up from embarrassment as I knew that my body was naked and very exposed.
"That's sexy," he purred, his eyes appraising areas that I didn't even let Kaname see. I tried to cover myself up with the towel and run past him.
But he caught me by my wrist and turned me around to face him when we were near the bed.
"Let me go," I demanded.
But he only smiled in a way a criminal or rapist would smile at his next victim.
My eyes widened as the realization started to sink in and I whispered,
"No, oh, please no."
But he flung me on the bed, his body between my legs in the next second; pinning my wrists to the bed.
I stared up at him, breathing hard. But he smiled at me. I clutched the towel tightly as I knew his next action. But obviously not tight enough, he snatched the towel right off my body and it came off smoothly, not even putting up a fight.
I shut my eyes tightly in shame and fear of the expected.
Forgive me, Kaname, I thought.
Niyoku slid his face down to the sensitive area that was between my legs.
He licked me out and I arched, gasping with my eyes closed.
I opened my eyes back up and watched him unzip his pants.
This is bad, this is really bad, I thought to myself, I haven't even done this with Kaname yet.
I watched him go inside me, and I clutched the sheets as I felt him stretching me.
He was much rougher than what Kaname would've been; unless I asked him to.
This hurts like fuck!
I loosened my grip on the sheets and dug my nails into his back to make him stop.
But he took the motion the wrong way and went deeper, harder.
I yelped at every deep push, hoping it would get his attention that he was hurting me.
But he sped up. And with every thrust, I whimpered. I cried out when the pain didn't recede.
And this went on for hours until I was lucky; he was tired.