A/N: The last chapter was Aidou's pov., and this chapter is Zero's pov., the next will be Kaname's.
Blood.
There was so much blood, and it was everywhere.
Every time I closed my eyes, all I could see were her hollow eyes staring at me with disgust, and disappointment. Her body covered in brown and black wounds that were starting to heel.
The images kept on haunting me, torturing me and it was taking it's toll, I had to drink 3 bottles of berry vodka I found in the chairman office, to try to calm my pain. Unfortunately, it had no effect, I just felt loose for a while, and then I felt a familiar aura approach me.
It was Aidou; I let him in because I was in dire need of company, it made me feel a little bit safer from those tiring headaches of Yuki.
The vampire could immediately tell that I depressed, and it was honestly kind of sweet on how he tried to cheer me up. I wasn't really paying too much attention, because I still had the loose feeling fogging my brain.
I was losing myself to blood lust, and I could feel in, if I didn't get the noble away from me quickly, some messy shit was going to go down. I tried my best to not show red that was creeping in my eyes, while pushing Aidou out the door.
Yet the brat persisted, and won, with his fractious screeching, I couldn't believe that he would actually dare pull that stunt on me like a child.
Somehow during this conversation, he got the message that I wanted him to call him by my first name, yet I was so lost in my own thoughts I let it pass. I never realized that Aidou could actually be a considerate person when he wanted to.
It seems that he was worried about the scent of blood which I she had left on my clothes. I didn't bother to clean it up because I was too frustrated, the task would only break me further. Aidou and I had a couple of more strange conversations, until it got really weird.
He wanted me to call him "Oba-chan", and wanted to be my fairy god mother. I am not some Cinderella that needs to be saved by going to a ball, that's ridiculous and I was starting to realize why people have a need to be watchful of him.
I finally got him out of my dorm and to the moon dorms, this entire time I somehow managed to steady myself and not give away any hints that I was still thinking of Yuki's dead form.
It wasn't long until Aidou reached his dorm, but on the very top step, he stopped and turned around to face me. "Call me Aidou from now on, got it?" of course I refused, who wouldn't, it was creepy the way he was suddenly being nice, and I was not screaming out death threats.
Did he pity me? I heard many things about the blond vampire, that he was genius, loud, unpredictable, persistent, obnoxious, selfish, loved pocky, worships Kuran's existence, loyal, but pitying people was not on the list.
After I had finished walking my supposed to be 'godmother.', I stalked off to do my rounds. I was planning on seeing the great pureblood leader of the vampires. Why? Because I was guilty, I failed Yuki and as much as I hated to admit it, Kuran had really trusted me to protect her.
I felt that I had disappointed everyone, Kuran being one of them. When I passed him earlier on his way to the hospital I couldn't even look him in the eyes. I knew if I did all I'd see is hatred, and for some reason that scared me, a lot.
I retreated into my room letting the scent of Yuki's blood purposely torture me for hours, and I came to a conclusion. I was only a piece in Kuran's game and all I was meant to do was protect her.
Yet I failed and that would make me a useless piece wouldn't it? A useless piece is not needed and needs to be thrown away, so Kuran should have killed me by now, yet he hasn't.
Most people would be happy and enjoy it, but it made me angry. How dare he threaten me and tell me I am only there to help his plan and he could dispose of me any time, then not do it.
The only time I actually want him to end my life; he decides that he's too good to kill me or something? Then I realized that I was over reacting and I was going to be damned if I let that bastard end my life for me when he feels like it.
I was going to finish it myself, and not wait on him like some teenage girl. So I am currently headed to that blood sucking demon's lair to tell him I'm sorry. Oh what, do you not get my train of thought? Well also I drank six bottles of Kamazozis, and I was feeling kind of dizzy.
It was one of the reasons that I let that blond pester go without putting a bullet through his head. But now that I think about it, his delusional speech was a little helpful; it reminded me that I should have some pride as a hunter. Letting a vampire call him self my god mother?
That was an extreme disgrace to my family line and I let it through. At first I was caught off guard at the unruly honesty in his eyes. I have never in my entire life seen any vampire give a damn about a human, neither the less a level D/ hunter.
It was embedded in my brain since the moment I started walking that vampires are evil untrustworthy creatures, so you should never associate with them. Yet my stupid soft side got to me, and I was too carefree around him.
Yes, he probably was one of the weird ones out of the group, but it was my fault for not blasting his head off. I wonder how the rest if the night class deals with him, I would certainly go mad, it just goes to show that vampires are different from humans.
Anyway enough with these distracting thoughts, I have to focus on my real goal, to confront Kaname fucking Kuran. I am going totally emo suicide mode now that Yuki's out of the picture.
And I want to end ties with the pureblood to once and for all, so he can understand that he won the game, and he got the now in the almost dead Yuki. I've given up, Yuki was the only reason I decided to live and since she's gone I can quit, right?
I don't think that anyone would really care if I was gone, other than the Chairman and maybe Toga-Sensei. So when I hopped on into Kuran's window, I was not prepared for the sight that became me.
It was Kuran, face down, crying into his pillow like a teenage girl! I almost laughed, but I remembered that I was in the same position just a couple of minutes ago. He had yet to notice my presence, and it made me realized just how vulnerable he was at the moment.
I never thought that vampires, neither the less purebloods could care so much about a mere human, no matter how special she was.
Hmm...well I'm guessing the berry vodka from earlier is kicking in, because I am finding this particular pureblood very attractive, which should never happen. I slowly inch myself closer to his side, I can barely see straight.
The only thought in my mind is devouring him whole, his rich blood, his creamy lips, and his absolutely delicious well-toned body.
I was taking a huge risk; if the guy wasn't so grief ridden I would have been dead by now, so I took advantage of it.
I knew that it wasn't right, but I couldn't resist, I haven't fed for 2 weeks now, and last night I basically cut my self dry less with guilt. So shouldn't I get a little treat for my ever so redolent pureblood?
A/N: Yes, I know, I can't write a self loathing chapter right, sorry. The characters are kind of OOC, as you can read/see.
