The second chapter wasn't exactly what I thought it would turn out to be...but at least I'm making leeway in the plot I have planned out~

Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Knight. Matsuri Hino does.

The cold hard floor sent shivers down her spine. Yori had woken up with a killer headache. When she realized she was blindfolded and had no idea where she was, memories of what went down hit her. Those guys had abducted her. Now what was she suppose to do? She felt so hopeless. She must remain calm in these situations. She can't let herself panic. Panic leads to impulses and those can be deadly.

Yori tried to move around only to realize that her arms and feet were in rusty chains that dragged across the floor with a scraping sound. She assumed she was alone hearing as no other chains were being noisy and moved about. The air had a dank wet musk within, leading Yori to believe she was underground somewhere. Before she could continue her analysis of the situation heavy footsteps resounded off the walls. They came closer to her. The sound of a lock being slid open startled Yori as she flinched. A gruff voice called out.

"Grab her and set her with the others." A pair of sweaty hands unlocked the chains from her hands and feet. For a split second she thought about struggling to get away but where would she go? She had no idea where she was. She had no idea who these people were. All she would really accomplish would be more bruises and possibly beatings. Hence why she obeyed the man pushing her in a certain direction without any hindrance. The hallway she was walking had a bunch of turns and twists. As the walk continued she heard faint screams and yells from all around. Yells calling for help. Yells of anger. Yells of the desperate. It frightened Yori as the severity of the situation hit her. When they finally entered a room he took off her blindfold. The sight she was greeted with was uncanny. At least twenty other people, male and female, looking just as frightened and lost. Some girls were crying in the corner, while others were just staring blankly at a wall. They had already broken some. One of the older boys was glaring menacingly as the man behind Yori. His blonde hair seemed full of mud and dirt. His face had a fresh looking scar across his cheek. A younger look alike of the boy was clutching his pants half hiding behind his leg. Large innocent eyes wide with fear.

Yori was pushed harshly further in the room by the man. She lost her balance and toppled to the floor, hitting it hard. The man then closed the thick door behind her and locked it. Pain shot through Yori's leg as she realized she had scraped it up pretty good when she hit the floor. She just grimaced and tried to stand back up. An extended hand came into her view.

"You okay?" A low voice asked. Yori looked up to find the older boy who was previously glaring at the man who brought her here. She scanned his brown eyes for any harmful intentions. She didn't find any and took his hand. He helped her stand and noticed her leg was bleeding a little bit. He then quickly rummaged through his pocket in search of something. He pulled out a rectangular slip of paper. It wasn't until he peeled off the paper casing that she noticed it was a band aid. Carefully he bent down and placed it over her bleeding cut trying his best not to hurt her further. Yori smiled as she noticed it was a car themed band aid. What he said after that though confused her.

"Trust me. You don't want to bleed here. You'd be tempting the beasts." Before Yori could question what he said, the younger child ran up to him taking the older boy's leg hostage again. The older boy just patted the younger child's head. He then turned to Yori.

"My name is Saki and this is my younger brother Hoshiko. We've been here for about a day now." Yori just nodded her head. She felt like she could trust this guy.

"Do you know what they are going to do with us?" She asked.

"You mean you haven't seen them yet?"

"Them?"

"Those blood sucking va-" Before the boy could finish the door busted open and tall and strict looking man came in. His black inky hair was buzzed cut while his eyes were a rich green.

"Alright. I want females lined up over on the right and males lines up on the left." He demanded. Slowly people started to line up, some girls leaning on others in order to do so. Hoshiko tugged at Saki's pants and Saki lifted him up carrying him then got in line. Once everyone was lined up the man examined each one giving them a nod or a shake of the head. Those who got a shake of the head were taken away by guards to another room. When it came to Yori's turn she looked him right in the eyes. He maintained eye contact waiting for her to look away. Yori just continued the staredown. Seeing as she wasn't going to look away any time soon the man just nodded.

"Looks like we got ourselves one with spirit still." He smiled down at her. His teeth perfectly white. What caught her eye was the glint in them. That and the pair of sharp fangs. She blinked several times, thinking she was seeing things. When they were still there she gasped and he chuckled,

"Haven't been around our kind much have you?"

He moving onto the next in line. Yori then looked at Saki searching for an answer. When she caught his eyes he quickly looked away. Her brain racked for a reason. There had to be a logical explanation behind this. What kind of human would have fangs for teeth?

'Trust me. You don't want to bleed here. You'd be tempting the beasts.'

'Those bloodsucking va-'

'Haven't been around our kind much have you?'

It clicked. No human would have fangs for teeth. No human would be tempted by blood. They weren't human despite their looks. They were beasts. Bloodsucking vampires. And she just had a stare down with one. She shivered. What brought her out of her inner panic was a shout. The man had shook his head at Hoshiko. Guards were trying to take the younger boy from Saki's arms but Saki refused shouting at them to get away. He was hysterical as the guards finally got Hoshiko out of his arms. Other guards were holding him back from getting his younger brother again. Hoshiko screamed and cried, his face puffing up red and blotchy. Saki's face was distorted into pain as one of the guards holding him hit a pressure point numbing his body so he couldn't fight anymore. Yori watched in horror as they carried off Hoshiko who was flailing around trying to get back to his brother. Yori had enough. She stepped out of line to stop this nonsense only for her body to freeze in place as she stared at the red glowing eyes of the strict man.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you. Just go back in line and stay there." The man's eyes glowed an even more intense color of red as he spoke. Yori's body began to move on it's own and she moved back in line. Why couldn't she control her body? She tried going against it but pain shot through her body when she did. Eventually she stopped trying, wanting the lingering pain to go away. Wanting the now faint screams of Hoshiko to stop. Wanting Saki to not be limb in some guards arms. She just wanted everything to end. She wanted to go back to her normal life before any of this happened.

When the man was done inspecting everyone he spoke to the guards in hushed tones. He then turned towards the door and started to head out. Not before he spared a glance at Yori though and smiled again showing off his fangs. Yori just stared blankly at the man not giving him the satisfaction of her panic attack. He left without another word.

The guards then took all the boys, including Saki, out the door. Another pair of guards then proceeded to do the same with the girls. Yori walked in line following the other girls down a dark and gloomy hallway. The guards lead them to a room full of small cages just big enough for a human to occupy. They started to put each girl in their own cage, sticking tags on the cages as they go about. Yori looked at one of the tags and saw what it labeled. Age, family, blood type, and one word describing them. When one of the guards pushed her in a cage and placed a tag on it Yori was curious. What exactly did they put on hers? She stole a peek. Age: 17. Family: Wakaba. Blood type: AB. In big red letters at the bottom was the word strong-willed. How did they know this stuff? Why would it matter? Before she could continue her observant behavior she heard a roar of applause and a faint MC announcing something. The girls started being wheeled off towards the direction of the noise one by one. None of them were returning.

'This is it,' Yori thought. Her cage was being wheeled off before she knew it.

Everyone knew of the types of events Osamu Kurosawa was involved in. Seriously the whole vampire community knew. It was only now that Kaname decided to do something about it. So he sent some night class attendees to handle the issue. Which was why Akatsuki Kain, Ruka Souen, and Hanabusa Aido were amongst the crowd deciding the game plan. Kaname said not to involve other goers there and to only get Osamu to him for judgement of his crimes against humanity. His slave trades and blood markets needed to be put to an end. He would kidnap countless young people only to sell them off as blood vessels. Now that Kaname had enough power and people backing him up, it was time to put an end to it.

The dim lighted room was refurbished to make it more classy looking despite it being a underground lair. Tables were littered about covered only by white tablecloths with centerpieces of thorned roses. Rows of torches lined the walls creating a rather suggestive atmosphere. A huge stage was centered in the back with red velvet curtains framing the sides. Dense crowds of vampires were surrounding the stage.

The night class vampires waited patiently for the whole ordeal to be over and to get Osamu. Ruka had gone over to the refreshment table to escape the crowd bidding mindlessly. Akatsuki had followed her wordlessly leaving Hanabusa by himself. The amount of low level vampires he saw here sickened him. He wanted to do this for Kaname-sama and then go home. He watched emotionless as humans were wheeled out on stage in cages. Some big some small. Male and Female alike. It seemed they had diversity. One girl even sold for 30,000 yen. He supposed she was to be a blood bag for that amount. Her blood smelled too watery for his taste though when they purposely cut her to give a preview of their product to the crowd. Hey if he had to be here, why not look at the merchandise? He quickly shook his head to try and rid himself from the thought. Kaname-sama would smack him for sure if he knew. Also Hanabusa would rather have willing female blood than forcing one. The males he noticed were selling for roughly 50,000 yen. They will probably be labor slaves.

Hanabusa yawned his fangs glinted in the light for all to see. He had gotten up early in order to carry out this mission. It wasn't long for a group of common vampire girls to notice him and clump around him. Hanabusa tried his best to ignore most of them. Yes he was a playboy but even he had standards and common vampire girls involved in slave exchanges did not meet them. One after another he would not so kindly shoo off the girls. Some left with lingering glares towards him. Others looked heartbroken. Hanabusa didn't care that much. It was nearing the end of the auction so to say and Hanabusa had walked to sit with Akatsuki and Ruka who had found a table.

"I just wished this would be over already. All of these girls are making me ill," Hanabusa said with a sigh as he plopped down besides Akatsuki.

"What a surprising thing for a player to say," Ruka stated. "Losing your touch, are you?" She prompt with a tease. The blonde blindly took the bait.

"I am not! I'm not just going to take anyone. I have to keep up my Nobel air." Hanabusa finished with an arrogant huff.

"More like bratty air." Ruka whispered under her breath. Before Hanabusa could retort Akatsuki had shoved a drink in his face and forced him to drink it. Hanabusa almost choked but quickly gulped down the drink glaring at both of his cousins. The fake processed taste of the blood tablet was leaving a bad aftertaste in his mouth again. He visibly scrunched up his nose in distaste. He then stood up to get some water to wash out the plastic taste.

The water table was scarce of people, seeing as many were in the heat of the crowd betting. The MC announced the names and qualities of each person. The ones with the timid qualities often were the fastest to get bid on. The girls were often crying while others bid on them. Their cries edged on a headache with the noble vampire. He really wanted to go back to sleep after this was done. Hanabusa closed his eyes for a split second in hopes of ridding himself of his fatigue. He heard the shuffles and mumbles of females already gathering around him again. He ignored them. Their needy voices not helping his headache one bit. The MC laugher over the mic only amplified the ache. Trying to distract himself from all the annoyances, the blonde vampire constantly froze and unfroze his drink. This however only flustered the girls around him more as they voiced their awe and amazement. He proceeded to block them out.

However when a certain name was called out into the air by the MC, Hanabusa's eyes flew open.

"Sayori Wakaba. Age: 17. Family: Wakaba. Blood type: AB," the MC started. "She is strong willed and has a defiant nature," he continued his spiel with jokes and jabs.

This name. It sounded familiar to Hanabusa. He couldn't quite put his finger on it. He was sure he had heard this name somewhere. But where? He turned his head slightly towards the stage to see what the poor person looked like. He was meet with a blank faced young girl. Brown short wavy hair accompanied, from what he could see, hazel eyes. She sat quietly in her cage staring out into the crowd. The MC tried to get bids as he went on and on about the supposedly fire blood she had. Hanabusa disagreed as he concluded her blood smelled light with a hint of tartness. Not his favorite but not to his utter disgust as well. The lack of crying make her stand out from the other girls. That and the air of familiarity she had. A sharp looking guy raised his hand and bid on her.

"20,000 yen," he yelled.

"30,000 yen," another person shouted smirking at the previous bidder. The girl only remained silent as she stared out into the crowd with a calm look.

'It's like she isn't scared at all,' Hanabusa thought. Her stare held no trace of fear and uncertainty. It reminded him of a certain school prefect. School….wait a minute! That's where he's seen her! She's Yuki's friend! How on earth did she end up in a slave exchange for vampires? Before his brain could fully comprehend the severity of the issue he raised his hand a spoke.

"50,000 yen!" Hanabusa immediately covered his mouth after he said it. Gasps were heard around the room. The room grew silent. The MC broke the silence as he announced,

"Sold to the tall blonde in the back! Come up front and claim your item!"

What did he just do?