A/N: Thank you to Demonic Angel 7 for reviewing and thank you Sassi15 for favoriting! Keep reading peoples! This is Chapter 10, we're not done yet!

"Hey, Yuki. Want to know something interesting?" I asked, hoping there was no one around. That there was no one watching us, listening. What was said here would be found out eventually, but it could wait.

"Sure. What is it?" I looked around, studying the trees, listening for the faintest out of place sound, the smallest thing to give someone away. There was nothing. So I continued.

"You may not believe me, but, you are Kaname Kuran's younger sister." I said. Yuki was silent, I would have expected as much, it was a large bomb to be dropped out of nowhere. I looked over to her to see how she was reacting to the news. It appeared that she was simply standing there, attempting to register the information. I sighed. Hadn't I reacted better? That didn't matter now, I had to do something about Yuki. I couldn't very well leave her standing there like an idiot. "Come on, we should go...Somewhere that isn't here." I said, walking over to her and dragging her along by the wrist until we reached my old dorm room, hopefully here would be safe. I couldn't very well take her to my current dorm room, that would be plain stupid, and I didn't know where her room was, so this was the only option. Now was a time I wished I knew that weird vampire trick that Kaname had used on me before, but I had no ideas and I didn't want to make a fool of myself trying. I had her sit on my bed and paced back and forth, maybe this wasn't the best idea...Again, if I could use that stupid vampire trick. Yuki would probably confront Kaname about this, that would put a big target on my back, yeah that's a good idea, go and betray a pureblood, real smart. True, I was also a pureblood, but I haven't awakened yet, I still need Kaname's blood. I stopped pacing and glanced over to Yuki, she was still there, I had to make sure she hadn't run off somewhere, run off when I wasn't looking. I resumed pacing, what should I do? I could go tell Zero too, that'd be fun, seeing his reaction. Or Yuki might tell him for me. Strangely I felt a bit guilty, who knew what was going on in Yuki's head right now? She was probably thinking things like: "I'm a blood sucking monster!" And, "This can't be true! She must be lying!" That was very likely, but her and Kaname do look a lot alike.

"Yumi..." Yuki said quietly. I stopped in my tracks and looked at her, she was staring at the wooden floor. "You're not funny." She said, looking up at me, smiling. What did she mean? Did she think I was joking? That this was some kind of joke? Her brain might have rationalized it that way, being unable to think of any other reasonable explanation. "I couldn't be Kaname's little sister, Kaname's a vampire and I'm not!" She said, cheering up a bit.

"Yuki, I'm not joking. I can understand you not believing me, you probably think I'm a lunatic, but I'm telling you the truth. It's a long and confusing story, but you have to believe me." I said.

"Why are you telling me this? Why did Kaname keep this from me? Why do I not remember? Is this the part of my past I can't remember? Does anyone else know this?" Yuki's questions flowed from her mouth like a river, thankfully she ran out of questions for now.

"I don't know why I decided to tell you, Kaname didn't want to hurt you and he probably had other motives I don't know about, you don't remember because your mother erased both our memories, that is what you can't remember of your past, I'm fairly sure the only ones who know this are you, me, and Kaname." I explained. She pondered that for a moment.

"What do you mean, our memories?" Ah, she had caught that.

"Well..." I didn't know exactly how to phrase it, so I just went on a whim. "I was a childhood friend of Kaname's, and I also secretly met you."

"Secretly?" Yuki asked.

"Again, long story. I'll explain it all to you later or whenever I get bored and feel like it."

"Fine." Yuki stood up and looked around, "Where is this?"

"Oh, my dorm room when I was briefly in the Day Class." I said. "You should probably go to your dorm room or back on patrol, wherever you usually are at this time of day."

"Right." She said, opening the window, about to jump out.

"What do you think you're doing?" I asked.

"Going back on patrol."

"You're leaving through the window?"

"Yeah..."

"No wonder people think you're weird." I said a little quieter than my usual volume.

"Who says I'm weird?" She asked.

"Let's see...I think since last time I counted...everyone!" I announced, jokingly. Yuki didn't respond and simply hopped out the window and was on her way. I went on my way too, leaving this room that held nothing to me. I slipped out of the Sun Dorms, like a shadow, unnoticed, silent.

I reached the Moon Dorms without any interruptions. I heaved a sigh of relief as I closed my door behind me, leaning against it. I didn't know what would come next but there would be more questions Yuki would want answered and probably some tension between her and Kaname. I stepped away from my door, I noticed that I hadn't even bothered to turn on my light, all that provided light was a ray of moonlight, let in through my slightly parted curtains. I walked in the direction of my bed, figuring, I had already skipped most of class, there was no point of going now, so I might as well just sleep, I had nothing better to do. I was almost to my bed when someone grabbed me from behind by my shoulders. I let out a scream before the person quickly placed a damp cloth over my mouth. I fought to try to get away, cursing, but it was no use. Whatever had dampened that cloth made me extremely sleepy quite quickly. I soon lost consciousness, I feared for what would follow.

I awoke in a dim room, my hands tied tightly behind my back and my legs were shackled and one end of the short chain was connected to the floor, to prevent me from escaping. It was certainly more efficient than simply tying my legs like my arms were tied. I could feel injuries in various places, my face, may arms, my legs, whoever brought me here must have some sort of grudge against me, either that or they don't care if I'm hurt or not. I took a couple moments to examine my surroundings. The entire room was dirty white, the wall I could see was plain, the floor was cold linoleum. There was nothing note worthy in the room, I presumed the wall I was facing was across from the door but there was no way for me to know. It would have made sense though, bring me in here, and set me down a couple feet in, but it didn't matter where in the room I was, it mattered where this room was, and where the person who had abducted me was. There were footsteps and I heard the door open. I closed my eyes and tried to act like I was still unconscious, there was silence for too long before the person left, shutting the door behind them. I waited a couple more moments while I waited for the sound of their footsteps to fade before opening my eyes again. There was nothing I could do to escape. There was no way. Even if I managed to untie my arms, how would I break the shackles? I had my vampire powers, but I had no where near perfected or learned to control those. Besides, I would make so much noise, and it would take so much time, they would find out what I was doing before I was half way done. I grimaced and rolled onto my other side, looking at the room more. There was nothing. Nothing I could use, and nothing of any kind. There was me, and that was all there was in this room. I rolled over to how I originally was. There were more footsteps coming, they stopped outside my door, there was a light knock. A couple moments of silence passed and the door slowly opened. I heard something being set down close to me.

"Miss, I'm leaving some food for you. You'll probably want to eat it." A young woman's voice said. I didn't respond. I waited until she left and her footsteps faded before examining what she left for me. There was a bowl of what looked to be porridge and a glass of water. I kicked the tray away as best I could, it easily slid across the linoleum, bumping into the wall diagonally from me, making the water spill onto the floor, pooling up around the tray, but having no effect on the porridge. I didn't want to eat that shit. They could have drugged it, poisoned it, and who knew what else.

The seconds became minutes, the minutes became hours, and the hours felt like days, slowly going by. I had no way to tell what time it was, there was no clock. It was driving me mad, I could hardly move, and the room had nothing in it, nothing to look at, nothing. There was nothing to do but sleep. I decided to go to sleep now, I wasn't tired, but it would give me a break from this seemingly endless boredom.

I woke to a surprise. I was nearly upright, my arms no longer bound, and my feet no longer shackled. It was replaced however, with my wrists and ankles being tightly bound using leather, to the board or table in which I was lying. There was a single light in the room, pointed right at me. It was blinding as the sun would be, if you stared at it, trying to see the solar flares. I tried to look around the new room I was in, try to figure out what was going on, but the bright light made that impossible. I could feel my heart beating quickly. Suddenly, people gathered around me, blocking out most of the light. They were dressed in white, like doctors, the same masks and attire. They held large needles. I panicked.

"What the hell are you doing? Why was I brought here? What do you want from me?" I yelled, struggling to try to break free. "Let me out of here!" I screamed. The doctors spoke, some rushed off and came back with things to try to restrain me more with. I kept struggling but one doctor grabbed a smaller needle and shoved it in my arm, he injected the liquid and pulled needle out. I waited for the reaction that was expected after the injection, then it hit me like a giant wave. I tried to fight it, I didn't want them to...to...I lost my thoughts and ability to fight it, and was out cold.

I woke up slowly. Where was I? Why were my thoughts and memories so vague? It took me a while to wake up and for my brain to start working again. I remembered it all at once. I wanted to get out of here, I wanted to leave. What had they done to me after I was knocked out? What was in those needles? I wasn't sure I wanted to know. I was frightened. No, I was terrified. What if I was never able to leave this place? What if I just spent the rest of my life here, just like this? Tied up and shackled, then poked and examined. What an awful life it would be. I felt like crying. There was a soft knock on the door, I gave no response out of fear. The door was opened slowly. I heard footsteps come in and the door shut.

"Miss?" I recognized the voice of the young woman from before. I remained silent and still. "Miss, I know you're awake. You're so much more calm than many of the others after their first...examination, I guess I would call it." She paused, giving me an opportunity to respond that I didn't take. "Miss, why won't you talk to me? I don't enjoy seeing people chained up like this all day. I didn't choose this life. I wanted to be a school teacher for young kids..." She said.

"Why was I brought here?" I asked bluntly, my voice rough from not having drank anything in at least hours.

"Well Miss, even I myself aren't quite sure of that." She said. "I brought you some food. I heard you put up quite a struggle." She set the tray down and helped me sit against the wall. She brought the tray closer.

"What did they put in that stuff? I know they drugged it. There's no way they didn't." I said. I wasn't interested in small talk.

"I'm sorry Miss, I don't know that either. I only got here recently, you see." She said, sighing. "At least drink some water, I won't insist you eat the porridge, but I don't think they put anything in the water." I sighed and nodded, reluctantly. She held the plastic cup up to my lips, tilting it slightly and I drank the water. It tasted normal enough. Simply bad quality tap water from what I could tell. "Well, I'll be going then, Miss." The lady said, picking up the tray and heading to the door.

"Thank you." I said quietly. She said nothing, but as she turned to leave, I thought I saw her smile.

I sat in the room alone, no signs of the water having had anything in it. It has probably been around a couple hours since the young woman left. She seems nice, but I'm not sure I can trust her. As the hours I began to get sleepy, but I knew it was natural, not the cause of drugs. I was afraid to go to sleep. I didn't want to. I knew what would come if I did. I tried to stay awake as long as I could, but I was eventually forced to give in to sleep.

This time I woke just like last time. Same environment. I didn't react as much this time though. They didn't seem to notice I was awake and went about poking me with needles of various sizes. I knew there was nothing I could do, so I just laid there and wept, trying to distract myself, but finding it difficult. They finally seemed to have their fill of poking me with needles and they started examining me, my fangs, which they didn't seem to find odd, my height, and other things. They all wrote the information collected down. Did that mean they could find me if I ever did escape? There went my dreams of ever leaving this damn place.

Life went on like this for a while, sometimes they wouldn't take me to that room and poke me with all the needles. After the first couple times the sessions became less frequent until they hardly happened at all. Despite how many days I'd spent here, they still kept me tied and shackled while I was in my room. No matter how many days passed, I never got used to this place.

One day, there was commotion outside, there were people yelling about something, I couldn't tell what though. This was odd, it was always so quiet. I sitting against the wall across from the door. Everything got quiet quickly. There was a single set of footsteps coming down the hall, the sound echoing through the long hallway. The footsteps stopped right outside my room. I was scared. Did they know it was me in here? Were they going to kill me? Did they kill the people that worked here? I waited in silence as the door slowly opened. It opened to reveal a person that almost didn't look familiar to me.

"K-Kaname?" I asked. A wave of relief consumed me. Kaname walked over to me and picked me up, the chain for the shackles breaking as he did so.

"Are you alright?" He asked, looking sadly down into my eyes.

"Y-yeah." I said, thinking back to the first couple sessions and how terrified I was.

"I'm sorry." He said. I rested my head on his chest.

"It's alright." I said. I knew he felt bad and thought this was his fault, but it wasn't true. Kaname navigated the many halls, all lined with doors leading into identical rooms. I wanted to ask him how he found me, how long I had been here, and countless other things, but I didn't feel it would be right. So instead, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

I woke up in a dark room, laying in a warm bed. My arms were no longer bound and the shackles that were around both my ankles were gone. In the little light there was, I could see a flower is a vase on a nightstand beside the bed, I soon realized the flower was a rose. I touched the petals, they were soft, proof enough for me that this wasn't some crazy hallucination. I was really out of that place. I looked around the room, searching for a silhouette, but there wasn't one. It made me sad, but at least I was out of that wretched place. I contently closed my eyes and went back to sleep.

I awoke again, thankfully in the same room as before. This time Kaname was in the room.

"How are you feeling?" He asked.

"Better." I said simply.

"Can you walk?"

"I-I'm not sure." I said, slightly embarrassed. "I can try." I offered.

"Don't strain yourself."

"I won't." I said, moving so that I could get up from the bed and try to walk. Kaname moved closer to me, probably in case I fell, which I knew I probably would. I cautiously stepped onto the floor, steadying myself before even trying to stand without support. I let go of the bed and nightstand, I was able to stand a couple moments, but after that I simply fell. Kaname quickly caught me before I hit the ground. He helped me back into bed. I felt so weak. I couldn't even stand.

"Don't feel bad." Kaname said. "You were there about a month." I stared at the floor in shock. A month? A whole month had gone by? "I'm sorry." Kaname continued. There was a pause as the information sink in. I couldn't think straight, nothing was coming to my mind. Nothing to say or do.

"Thank you..." I finally said. He looked at me in surprise. "Thank you for saving me." I said. I didn't know what else to say. Silence followed what I said for a while.

"I'm sorry you had to go through that." He said.

"But without you, I wouldn't have made it out at all." I countered.

"You were abducted from the Moon Dorms. I should have been more diligent."

"It wasn't your fault! You can't know everything that's going on at once!" I said loudly, tears forming in my eyes. Kaname reached over and wiped away the formed tears before they rolled down my cheeks.

"I should have been able to find you sooner." He said.

"It's still not your fault."

"You were scared, weren't you?"

"Not really." I lied. I didn't want him to feel any worse about this than he already did, it honestly wasn't his fault. "This just shows I need to become stronger." I added. Kaname sat down beside me on my bed. He exposed his neck.

"Drink." He offered.

"Huh?" I asked, confused.

"It's the only option, isn't it?" He asked.

"I-I guess so..." I said, placing my hands on his shoulders, leaning down so my fangs were just above his neck, I hesitated.

"Go ahead, it's fine." He said, loosely embracing me. I sunk my fangs into his neck. It seemed wrong. I stopped and was about to remove my fangs despite my sudden craving for blood that I was trying my best to ignore. "Yumi, it's alright." He said, tightening the embrace to reassure me. I reluctantly kept my fangs in his neck, fighting the desire to bite deeply into his neck that was spawning from my vampire instinct, and drank. His blood was sweet.

A/N: I didn't plan this. I put in tons of twists, don't I? Keep reading! The best may be yet to come!