A/N: So yeah, I've got a new Vampire Knight story. The old short story was for humour's sake but I'm aiming to make this one a lot more serious and dark. (lol I'll see how long that lasts)

This is an AU story set in the Victorian era with a splash of Steampunk (because I'm weird like that). Characters are never going to be cannon because the real Kaname and Zero would never be involved like this and I can't write these people to the tee. Uhm, if you don't like yaoi I suggest saying sayonara to this story and reading something else. Don't say I didn't warn you.

Hmm, what else. No Yuki bashing although I'm not really a big fan of her either, she's just soooo… weak. Ugh, why are so many heroines still, in the 21st, clumsy dimwits who need to always be babied?

Anyway, enough of that, onto what really matters.

Disclaimer: I don't own Vampire Knight or anything I happen to reference.

Warnings for the future: Drugs, language and violence and sexual descriptions.

Halcyon

Prologue:

Present day reflection…

Halcyon. It means calm. The word originates from a fable about a mythical bird said to breed at the time of the winter solstice in a nest floating on the sea and to have the power of calming the winds and waves.

That is probably an accurate description of him. The wind and waves I mean. The only thing that kept him lucid was Halcyon. It was the drug he used to keep himself calm and to maintain his… appetite.

I will always remember him by that distinctive aromatic. There were very few times I could remember that he was not using it. Before he met me he claimed to have never touched it, thereafter however...

Yes, he blamed me for his addiction to the drug. He deplored me with his dark accusing eyes and cold demeanour. He was polite but in a cruel way as though it was a chore for him to be amicable. Then again I was not very civil with him either.

The only time we were in some sort of accordance was when he was hopelessly high and intoxicated or sometimes after… well, what we began to do when the Halcyon wasn't enough.

But that is not all there is to him or me. Or what we did.

There is always more. On the surface it was an unhealthy liaison, if you could even call it that, but below, there was a disturbing secret that he used all of his power to remain unknown.

Funny thing about secrets. They never stay secret do they?

TBC

A/N: That's the intro. Review and favourite and follow if you like. Chapter one will probably be up at the same time as this so you can decide after reading that.