Knock, knock, knock, knock!
"Come in!" Kaien cheerfully said over the paperwork piling on his desk.
The door revealed Yuuki in a navy blue and forest green polo, with first button undone and jeans, and sneakers.
In her hand was a duffle bag.
"Yuuki, can't you dress ladylike?" Kaien sighed, pushing his glasses up.
"I don't have any reason to. I am considering on cutting my hair, but thinking that mom and dad told me not to, I will restrain it," Yuuki dully looked at the ground.
A soft thump sounded as she put the bag on the floor.
"And who is your reason?" Kaien softly asked.
"You know who," Yuuki leveled her gaze on the ground.
Yuuki, you look so beautiful.
You are like snow, pure snow…
A beautiful princess just like your name…
An untainted beauty just like your heart…
You look so beautiful in dresses that bring out your inner self…
Therefore, for me, wear it…it shows how much of a princess you truly are…
All the time she had been with Kaname, she wore lace frilly dresses of all hues and styles to make him happy.
Although dresses stifled her, she did it because she loved Kaname.
Just like what others said about her.
When you see Yuuki, you think she is Juuri. But her personality, habits, dressing styles (even), demeanor, and her eyes are identical to Haruka.
Kaien didn't want to press the issue on the Kuran Princess.
"I heard that your mother is pregnant with a baby boy, have you heard?" he smiled.
"Yeah," she smiled a bit, which startled him off.
"Anyways, I have your night class uniform complete with boots in that big box there. Remember to have your scythe strapped on your leg like you did in the old times," he said.
Yuuki lifted her lifeless eyes and eyed her box, nodded, and dragged it with one arm and flung it over her shoulder.
"All right," she flatly replied.
And with that, she softly clicked the door shut.
Good boy, Kaname, come to me…
Come sacrifice yourself, and restore them all…
It was my wish to get rid of them… but I would rather have you by my side than down there…
With that disdainful girl…
Disdainful.
That is what the hooded lady thought of Yuuki.
Pain swept over her heart, and it hurt, when Kaname readily leaned into her touches.
He was so close to her, so far from Yuuki.
"Yuuki?" a silky voice came from behind her.
Yuuki spun on her heels halfway to find Sayori staring at her with wide blue eyes.
"Sayori…? What are you doing here?" Yuuki showed some alarm.
"I'm the vice-president for the moon dorms, you…?" Sayori was unsure where on the earth to start.
Yuuki lifted her eyes, but they were swept clean of emotions, "I'm the dorm president for the moon dorm."
"I was hearing that a pureblood accepted the position for the president's spot. We were tense for a week non-stop because we only wanted you to be the dorm president," she smiled widely.
"Ah, I see," Yuuki smiled a little.
"Yuuki, you should smile more," Sayori's sad blue eyes wandered to Yuuki's impassive wine colored ones.
Yuuki thud the box on the ground with a sigh, and looked at Sayori with an expressionless face, "It just happened a month ago. I don't think a month is enough to get over pain."
"Yuuki…" Sayori dazed after Yuuki's back.
How could he do this to her…
"Yuuki…? Are…are…you crying?" Sayori's sharp senses alerted her of water hitting the cold stone tiles.
"No…" her voice was jagged, "why would I? Purebloods don't cry."
She sniffed and dabbed at her polo, and turned to Sayori and said, "My pathetic allergies."
"I don't think so," Sayori quickly, but lowered her head. She shouldn't probe on this further if Yuuki doesn't like it.
"Yori," Yuuki put a hand on Sayori's left shoulder, "I hate formalities. Don't just draw a beeline because you might think it might discomfort me. When I become the president, I want no one to treat with a formal: Kuran Hime, Kuran-Yuuki sama, Yuuki sama, Kuran sama, and on and on with the respective. I want Yuuki as my name, and I want to be treated as equal as you. I don't care what my rank may be. But if you want to probe on issues, you should always speak your mind."
Yuuki smiled at the last part, because she straight off read Sayori's mind.
Sayori blinked for a full two minutes before it clicked in…
1…
2…
3…
"Yuuki! You read my mind!" Sayori shuddered in embarrassment.
"Hmm…did I?" Yuuki smirked.
"Don't play innocent!" Sayori flushed, but was happy Yuuki smiled.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever…" Yuuki heaved a sigh as she took the boxes and started for the outside.
"W-wait, Yuuki, classes are starting in two hours. Should you get changed into your uniform and put your stuff up before we go to class?" Sayori reminded.
"Hmm. Maybe," Yuuki shrugged.
"Let me get the box for you," Sayori reached for the box but Yuuki held it out of reach, "Yuuki!"
"Carry it for me only if you wish to, not if you feel like it could get merit points for you if you do or if someone forced you to kiss a pureblood's feet or something awful," Yuuki said nonchalantly.
"I want to do this," Yori mumbled.
Yuuki smiled, "Fine."
Then a box got gently placed in Yori's hands, and Yori smiled.
You don't care if you're a pureblood and the rest of us are nobles…
You really want us to be equal and happy…
Equal and happy…
Like a family…
[30 minutes later]
"Ehh? Yuuki, are you done?" Sayori called over her shoulder.
"Eh, yeah," Yuuki's tired voice sounded.
Yuuki emerged in the full Night Class girl's uniform, with the Artemis Rod secured to her left thigh.
Yuuki tugged at her hair ruefully and sent a worried glance to Sayori.
"I don't know how to wear my hair," she said.
"It looks so beautiful down," she gazed in awe.
She had Juuri's beauty and Haruka's personality and kind eyes. Or so the rumors said.
And they were true.
"Thank you," Yuuki sent a tiny smile to Sayori, and Sayori noticed her schoolbag in hand and cleared her throat.
"So let's go, shall we? This is going to be a shock to the Night Class students when they figure out you are their dorm president," she smiled.
"I thought you said they wouldn't mind," Yuuki started walking next to Sayori.
"Heck, more than didn't mind. They went without a president for a month! They refused any other pureblood to have the spot, not that any pureblood wanted the spot. No other vampire could have the spot, we all said, but you. It was meant for you," Sayori smiled kindly smiled to Yuuki.
Yuuki was taken off by this comment, but she smiled back.
It felt nice to be appreciated.
They reached the main building, a little too early as Day Class students were leaving the building and gawking at the two girls in Night Class uniforms.
Are they serious about being in the Night Class?
They are beautiful.
Maybe the dark haired one might like me.
No, she's mine!
Maybe the blondie is free next Saturday?
Uh, no she isn't, I was about to make my move!
Those girls are so pretty, I am so jealous.
I want to cover them in scratches and pull their hair out! The dark haired stole my Takuma-kun!
She also stole Kaito-kun!
Akira!
Natsuya!
Yuuki sighed and rubbed her temples. She knew this was bound to happen.
Putting on a full glare with Sayori she said, in a rather commanding voice, "Quit your nonsense yapping and get back to your dormitories!"
The students, along with the boys, shivered at her cold demeanor and scurried to their dormitories.
"What pain…" Yuuki massaged her head.
"Oh, by the way, where are your parents?" Sayori carefully asked her next question.
"At the Kuran Manor. They are expecting a baby boy in 8 months, and when he is born, I am going to see them," Yuuki shrugged.
"A baby boy! But…being in a pureblood line, doesn't it mean…?" Sayori sadly started.
"Yes. But he may choose whether he wants to or not. I don't care if we are part of the same bloodline. If his feelings for me are nothing, then I would happily let him go rather than force him to be by my side for thousands of years. I would rather die than force love on him," Yuuki sadly closed her eyes.
"Yuuki…" Sayori trailed off.
Just then Kaname's dark wine eyes flashed in Yuuki's mind with that same tortured look he had moments before he submerged himself, this time, forever.
Yuuki opened her eyes and the image slipped away like sand from your hands, through the little spaces between your fingers.
"It is the only way…" she whispered.
Sayori hugged Yuuki, tears pooling in her eyes, as she knew Yuuki hated to cry.
But now, Kaname had become more the reason to cry over.
[1 hour later]
"As you can see, we have a new dorm president," Sayori started to the class.
The class, who cared for nothing, whipped their heads in her direction and started shouting at her.
"C'mon, Wakaba, we all thought you were all for Yuuki-sama having the position!"
"Yeah!"
"Is this betrayal?"
"How could you!"
"Calm down, calm down. Kaien lifted hands and lowered them in an authoritative voice.
"This was my choice. Not hers," he coldly started.
"Send her/him away. We don't want him/her!" they yelled in unison.
"So shall I leave?" a soft voice sounded from the doorway.
The students froze when they saw Yuuki at the doorway, an impassive face mask on.
"All right. I will quickly leave as I came here in the first place," Yuuki sighed, and prepared to turn on her heels.
"No, please stay!"
"Yeah!"
"We thought that someone else was going to be our Dorm President!"
"All right," Yuuki smiled softly, causing most of the night class boys to blush at her beauty.
"Sayori, where is the teacher?" Yuuki asked.
"Oh, he should be here in a minute," Sayori stuttered.
"Yori, I said, quit the formalities. No need to be scared," Yuuki breathed in frustration.
"So…no calling you Yuuki-sama?"
"Or Kuran-Hime?"
"Kuran-sama?"
"Kuran-Yuuki Sama?"
"None, no formal names. To you, call me Yuuki," Yuuki smiled at the class.
"Wow we never been able to call a pureblood such an informal name," a boy gasped in wonder.
"You are such a nice person. You are probably the first person not to take pride in your rank," a girl whispered.
"My goal when I am the dorm president, is that I don't want to be treated like a princess. I don't want to be treated so stiffly and formally. I want to be treated just like the rest of you. So when I am here, let's become a family," Yuuki ended her statement with a smile.
Kaien, who had been standing and watching Yuuki interact with the students, smiled at this.
A pureblood who didn't abuse their status.
A typical Kuran.
Sayori smiled, and once felt that she was at ease.
Maybe Yuuki might be able to get over the pain she had been harboring in her heart.
"Ah, Yuuki-chan, the teacher is here!" Sayori noticed the Math teacher carry a load of books into the classroom.
Yuuki smiled, nodded her head, and took her respective seat next to Sayori in the first row.
Kaname-onii-sama…
I wonder how hard it is to live on Earth without you…
Because the snow keeps falling and falling in my heart…
And it reminds me of the day you saved me…
Saved me…from my worst fears…
Deep within the dark depths of my heart…
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I will show you a better dream next time…
InfiniteSnow