Pizzicato

Author's Note/Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Knight.


Soprano

Night had arrived, and the snow had been falling for quite some time. Juuri raised her head to glimpse at the tiny crystals that fell ever so gracefully. And then she saw her reflection. She slightly brushed her scar before tracing it with her skinny, delicate fingers. As her fingers played along the wound, she came to a pause and remembered her attacker.

"Rido," she hissed as she stared past her reflection, with narrowed eyes.

She didn't fear him. But it was the thought that she feared. The thought of her own blood being taken away by someone who was so close to her...

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The princess leaned against her window as she overlooked the tiny town below her. The town was a perfect, picturesque mural of peace. Twilight had begun to fall, casting a dim blue-like lavender light. She rested her head against the sheet of glass and smiled a small smile.

"Juuri."

She grimaced at the reflection in the glass.

"Rido."

He smiled. "Aren't you a lonely bird."

"Go away."

Rido strode over towards his sister gracefully. "Now, now...there's no need to be so sour."

"I'm not being sour! I'm just telling you to go away!" said snapped, rolling her eyes.

"That's not very lady like."

Irritated, Juuri whipped her head around and faced him. "Stop trying to be a manipulative son of a bitch! This isn't your problem! It's between Haruka and I! Stop meddling in OUR business!"

Stunned, Rido's expression changed into a slightly pained look. "I apologize for that."

Juuri's faced softened. "Leave. Okay?"

Rido nodded, but stood in the same spot for seemed like an eternity. Juuri walked over and placed her hands over his ears and brought his face close to her.

"Leave, please?" she whispered. "I want to look to Haruka. Don't tell anyone."

Rido moved away. "Haruka doesn't want to see you."

She frowned. "Right. Rido, please--"

Juuri's vision blurred. She found Rido's cold lips pressed against hers. Her mind was spinning, her heart--torn. She never harbored any feelings for him, at all. But why isn't she pushing him away?

Slowly, Rido's lips traced down the side of her lips, making their way towards her neck. He caressed the delicate skin sensually, as Juuri wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him...closer.

"Stop it," she muttered, curtly.

Slowly, he sunk his fangs into the base of her neck sucking out a dark, crimson liquid. He pulled back in retreat and made a face.

"It's bitter," he said, crossing his arms over his chest.

"No one asked you to drink my blood!" she retorted.

Rido smirked. "Did I hurt your feelings?"

"No! You violated me!"

"Were you saving it for Haruka?"

Juuri's eyes met the ground as she opened her mouth. "N-No! It's just wrong, Rido!" she stammered.

Sin.

"You look like you enjoyed it," he said in a low voice.

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She touched her lips before tracing her fingers back down to her neck. And then back again.

Of all the people, it had to be Rido.

Why couldn't it be Haruka?

She buried her face into her knees as she hugged him closer to her chest.

"Haruka..." she whispered quietly.

"What?"

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