A/N: Sorry for you people who like long stories, you have to put up with my super short chapters.
Disclaimer: I do not own vampire knight, I gave up trying to a long time ago. T~T
Say whatever you want, but I was not crying, grieving is what I would like to say, some may say I was close to weeping, but even that is an exaggeration. My dear beloved girl was dying and even I with all my pureblood powers could not prevent it.
I never thought the day would come when I actually regret making zero as Yuki's shield. He was certainly more than capable of protecting her, yet he could not stand up to a couple of level Es?
No, I can not blame this on him it was my fault for putting so much trust in him. I didn't feel the need to confront him, or anything, because honestly I was too distressed.
I already knew that he was probably moping himself out somewhere, feeling all guilty and things like that. The thought of him brought a sour tang into my mouth, thinking of the way Yuki had adored him. He was a useless level D, soon to be E, that had been feeding off of her.
I can not possibly see what she liked in him, he is always scowling, avoiding company, can't take a joke, detests everyone especially vampires, and was probably going to die in a month or so from starvation now that Yuki was gone.
What does it matter to me, the hunter is of no concern to me. Always waving his stupid at me, filling Yuki's head with mistrust, yelling death threats at me, not adding the proper –Sama suffix as he should.
These were only a handful of things that he does, and it really pisses me off, but no, I do nothing out of kindness. All for my girl, Yuki, again pictures fly through my head of the lifeless form at the hospital.
Urggh, it really is depressing, and I keep on self-loathing myself over this. I am Kaname Kuran, the most powerful pureblood in the world, and who can practically rule the world if I wanted to.
But I sill failed to protect a single human, how pathetic is that? My parents would be so disgusted if they saw me now, I'm all weak and vulnerable. Something a pureblood is never supposed to be.
2 hours later…..
I can feel someone watching me, but I dare not look up. It must be my imagination; no one would enter a purebloods chamber without permission.
Besides that fact, I would have picked up on the scent by now, so I continued with my silent whimpers. You cannot imagine my surprise when I come face to face with a crimson eyed Zero.
"Kiryuu-kun, what is the hell, are you doing?'
His response came out in tiny rasp, yet I still felt as every bit threatened, "I'm getting my treat for all the suffering you put me through."
I assumed he meant blood, which I would never willingly give now. How dare he actually barge into my room, and state that I put him through some kind of suffering!
If anything he should be licking the floor that I walk on. and was that a hint of lust I saw in his eyes? He is such an ungrateful mongrel I saved him from going into madness, and gave him Shizuka's blood through my very own blood!
To even let his lips touch my skin was a gift beyond recognition, and he wants a treat? I should've killed on the spot for even sprouting such nonsense.
Instead I settled for my famous backhand slap, usually reserved for Aidou, I somehow felt that I was cheating on him. Those strange thought quickly diminished from my mind, and I got up from the spot on the bed I had been occupying for the past 3 hours.
And with amazing grace I strode of to where the miserable level E was on the floor, cringing. I might have used a little too much force, but oh well. I lifted his chin with one of my fingers, so I could look him straight in the eyes.
His amethyst eyes had the most intense, hostile, glare that only zero could give, and for some reason that pleased me. I wanted to break something, anything, to escape the guilt, and Zero would be the perfect thing.
He has angered me enough for the past several years, and in the end was just a useless piece that couldn't fulfill his duty. Soon, I noticed that my slap also seemed to have drawn blood.
My eyes quickly turned a deep crimson, similar to Zero's. I realized that I could also do with a little blood, and so I bit him. Now as a pureblood I could demand anything from anyone, so drinking a level D's blood was really unnecessary.
Yet, I saw it as a fit punishment for his intolerance. But, the first thing I noticed when his blood entered my mouth, was the unmistakable existence of alcohol, a lot of it too.
So he had been drinking his problems away, it was a common action and was expected. Now what I didn't expect was the hands that started groping me. I of course pulled away as fast as I could but somehow, Zero had me managed to pin against the wall, in a matter of seconds.
I could have screamed for help, but if one of the students of the night class saw me in this embarrassing position, I would lose all respect! So I was simply going to murder the insolent brat, and move on with my life, until I felt something rub against my lower abdomen.
No, no, no, no, no, no, then came a bulge that I then realized was from my own pants. Then the foulest thing was whispered into my ears,
"I'm sorry, but I seem to have forgotten the lube."
Crap, this was not going to end well.
A/N: I shall make the next chapter a lemon, but only if at least 2 people answer this question,
Should there be a 3-way involving Aidou?
