[Kuran Manor]
Kaname was in remorse ever since his sister was taken away against her will.
He sighed as he raked a hand through his hair and made his way to the kitchen and brought a huge container out. Just as he was taking out two blood tablets, the headmaster walked in.
"Still won't take in real blood, won't you?" the headmaster shook his head.
"These blood tablets are made from her blood, so it is good enough for me until she comes back," Kaname simply closed his eyes and enjoyed the imitation of her sweet nectar run down his throat.
"This isn't healthy. We should tell the council to get you some fresh blood once in a while," the headmaster pleaded.
Kaname shook his head, "I only crave my sister's blood. And knowing our ancestor, he might have forced her to feed from him."
The headmaster looked at the ground in remorse, and could only agree with the statement.
He lifted his head and looked at the ceiling when he spoke, "When he attended Cross Academy, I always knew that the way he watched Yuuki, he wanted to lock her up for himself."
Kaname's eyes went wide.
"Yuuki of course didn't know this, and the reason of his detachment was he never wanted to lock her up forever. But it doesn't hurt to stay by her side once in a while," headmaster sighed, rubbing his glasses with his T-Shirt, "eventually he revealed to Yuuki that her attachment to him was too much for he loved the 'Hooded Lady' more than her."
Kaname wanted to make the ancestor pay to think that her love was just sickening rather than beautiful.
"But her attachment wasn't to possess him, and everyone saw that. She had no one to turn to. I, under the orders of Hunter's Association, had to turn against her, and Zero hated her from block one when she re-awoken, and your parents were dead back then, you weren't born yet, your uncle was evil, your aunt tried to use her as a sacrifice before her senses kicked in. Who can she turn to? Naturally, the answer would be her ancestor, no?" the ancestor wanted to see if his answer was wrong, "and your cousins weren't born yet because your aunt and uncle, back then, were on the borderline of breaking their engagement off."
Kaname understood. It all made sense and he was glad that the headmaster never really held a grudge against her even though he had to fight her.
"Are you a part of the Hunter's Association now?" he wanted to confirm.
"No, not anymore. Back then, I was told to take some time off from my duties after I failed to kill your parents, Haruka and Juuri. I changed and wanted peace, but I never really left the corporation. Then when war between vampires and humans broke out, I was forced to come back because, you could even ask Yagari, the second best vampire hunter in the world, that I am the best. My skills are valuable, too valuable to just dispose of. But when all matters were said and done, I formally quit no matter all the pleadings they gave me."
"Thank you for considering," Kaname was happy with the shift of headmaster's thinking.
"No, thank you to your parents. They gave me the vision of truth, and had I not met them through my assignment to kill them, I would have never reversed my way of thinking," headmaster smiled.
"Nice to hear, headmaster," Kaname smiled, even though his heart hurt from the missing essence of his sister.
"Call me 'uncle'," the headmaster pointed an accusing finger straight at Kaname's face.
Kaname froze.
"Are you trying to steal my spot now?" a dark voice came from behind headmaster.
"Honestly," a woman's dark voice came with agreement.
Headmaster made a huge 'gulp' and turned around to see Rido Kuran in his messy formal suit attire, and Shizuka Hio Kuran in her snow white Kimono with pink Sakura petals on the bottom edge of her dress with a white fan covering her jaw.
A set of bright pink eyes and a set of dark wine and blue eyes glared at the headmaster full-on.
"How do I explain this now…?" headmaster sweat-dropped at the glaring bullets being fired at him.
Kaname smiled and decided to add fuel to the fire, "Good luck with that…uncle."
Rido, hearing this, only intensified his glare at the headmaster.
[Vampire Council]
Whispers were feverishly being shot across the room. Sara felt uncomfortable. She shot a glare at the nobles who were blabbering incoherent things about the Kuran family.
They shivered and put their heads down.
"Sara, you should relax," a deep voice came from her left.
She turned her head to see her fiancé, Ouri. She glared at the floor but latched her hands around his right arm.
"But they are gossiping as usual," she muttered darkly.
"I am sure that it is nothing, my love, just breathe in and breathe out," Ouri silently and calmly instructed his little sister.
Sara Shirabuki twitched, but then relented and did some breathing exercises before becoming calm.
Leaning her head on Ouri's shoulder she let the events unfold before her own eyes.
Shifting focus to the front of the room, Kuran Kaname, the feared ancestor of the Kuran Clan, strode to his grand red velvet and gold throne and sat in it.
"I am getting married," he slowly smirked.
Silent horror filled the room.
Ten seats to the right was none other than Haruka Kuran and Juuri Kuran.
The ancestor smirked at the two shocked purebloods at his news.
"To my rightful descendent, who had been mine from the start, Yuuki Kuran," he held his arm forward and Yuuki walked in her mahogany gown, her face contorted in disgust when she had to sit next to her ancestor.
Yuuki's eyes traveled up the table until she saw familiar hands clenched. Looking up, she saw her father and mother looking at her.
Haruka's eyes were worried, and Juuri looked like she was going to cry.
Do not worry, Yuuki, you won't have to marry him, Haruka's voice reassured her.
We will make sure with all of our lives you will be safe! Juuri wailed.
Dad, Mom, not again. I do not want to see you die for me again. I will try my best to escape, please do not worry, Yuuki told her parents, smiling fondly.
But… her father started.
Don't start with that, father. I will find a way to escape, Yuuki smiled to her parents, a gesture her ancestor caught right on.
Truth is, she couldn't stand, reliving that snowy day again, when she was in her 'brother's' lap.
She had remembered mismatching eyes from her dreams, and next thing they knew, Uncle Rido had shown up with his little followers. Her dad gave up his life fighting and her mother sacrificed herself for Yuuki to be safe, temporarily.
She couldn't relive it, now having her parents protect her from her own danger, her ancestor.
A large hand gripped her left shoulder almost painfully, a sign of over protectiveness as Kaname knew Yuuki was telepathically talking to her parents.
She winced in pain as the whole council, except her parents, gave their support for the marriage as everyone saw Lady Yuuki as a perfect match for their pureblood king.
Yuuki huffed underneath her breath. This can't be happening.
Her world was starting to spin, and worried shouts were coming from the council room.
"Yuuki-sama! Are you okay?!"
"How can you expect for Yuuki-sama to respond when she is about to pass out?!"
"We need to help her!"
"Someone get a cool cloth!"
"You, go get it!"
"There's no need…" a silky voice countered, as large hands wrapped themselves around her waist. Surprising to say, they weren't cold and clammy.
These were warm and soft and caring. Almost like her own father's who would hug her when she was little.
Vision blacked out.
The last thing she could do was get a message to her own brother with her draining mind.
Kaname…
Kaname, please…
Find me, help me…
And save me before it is too late…
Then she blacked out from all her senses.
~XOXOXOXOX~
Haruka looked with pity at his poor daughter in his arms. She wasn't in a bad physical shape but her mental state told otherwise. She was always glaring with hate at her ancestor and was scared of anyone who touched her.
"My daughter!" Juuri went to hug her limp daughter when she was snatched out of Haruka's arms and into Kaname's, their all-glory ancestor.
"I warn you not to snatch my bride away, for the last time. Do it again, and there will be consequences," he glared darkly at Haruka and Juuri, his descendants.
Juuri went sobbing. She doesn't want another daughter but Yuuki. Yuuki will only be the only pureblood daughter she will give all her love to. No one else.
"Haruka, I want Yuuki back," she sobbed as she saw Kaname pick Yuuki up and swing her in his arms, bridal-style.
"We will get her back, one way or another. Just know, we can't risk ourselves too much because these are our daughter's wishes. She is wishing for our welfare," Haruka calmly smoothed down Juuri's hair but deep inside he was burning with hate, anger, loathing and the desire to kill his ancestor.
"My welfare, my head!" Juuri yelled into his shirtfront, startling Haruka, "I want her back at any costs! Can't you stand to see your own son break down every day his sister isn't with him?"
Haruka knew what she was talking about. Kaname was refusing blood.
It is perfect loyalty not to drink any other female's blood, but as a father, he should make sure he gets some form temporary supply, even if it came from him. It would be enough until Yuuki was back.
But Kaname nearly drained himself in blood tablets made from Yuuki's blood, claiming that the watery mixture has some form of essence of her.
"I know, and that is why we aren't backing down. We will get our daughter back," Haruka solemnly promised, "and for that, you must take in some blood, to keep your strength up. Do it for Yuuki."
Juuri wanted to protest, but at Yuuki's name, her eyes filled with courage.
"Fine," she pouted with childish stubbornness.
She reluctantly took Haruka's wrist and pierced it deep with her fangs, taking in the adequate supply she needed to keep herself up.
She could repay her husband later, if needed.
~XOXOXOXOX~
Yuuki drowsily opened her eyes.
She looked up and saw her ankles were shackled to the bed, as usual when they came back in this mysterious room she doesn't know.
Kaname always claims it is his room, but she suspects he is lying. This room has some other meaning to it and she would have to find out.
"Yuuki," a cold voice came out from a corner of the room.
Yuuki obediently looked to the corner of the room, and spoke out of sarcasm, "What?"
"You're thirsty," the statement was a command.
The truth was she was in no way thirsting for his blood. But the command turned on her Thirst and her throat was forced to burn with need.
"I'm, ugh, not…! Stop it!" she wound her hands around her neck to cease the burning, which only aggravated the burning even more.
"Don't deny it, my fiancé," he mused at the honorific. Yuuki gasped in horror.
To hell with being fiancés.
They were more like slave and master.
Kaname took long, silky strides across the room until he was next to her in a flash. The dark blood coursing through her acted like controllers for her body.
A large hand pushed her forward to his neck and another hand pushed her head down on his neck. Her fangs sunk down deep into his skin, drawing a mouthful of blood.
"Drink," he said when he was sure his blood filled her mouth.
Yuuki unwillingly drank the blood in huge mouthfuls, her mouth sucking the blood out like a leech underneath his pureblood command.
She took too much to the point that Kaname was starting to pant. A hand grabbed her head away from his neck.
Yuuki backed up as much as she could and noticed with her senses that a thin streamline of dark blood was spilling from her mouth.
Her mouth, filled of dark blood, swallowed it down, and it was then released from the control of the command. To prove her disgust, she yanked up a bed sheet and vigorously wiped off the blood on it until she was sure even the stench was peeled off of her face.
"Now I need something in return," the voice got nearer and nearer.
Before Yuuki could sarcastically comment what could possibly her 'master' want from her, a pair of elongated fangs sunk deep down into the pulse of her neck, and started to voraciously drink her sweet nectar.
She tried to struggle the position, when a pair of strong arms pushed her roughly against his own chest, immobilizing her.
Yuuki was too scared to speak. She was too scared to open her mouth.
She wanted to cry in the Hooded Lady's arms.
She wanted to hug her brother to death.
Her brother! He could save her!
Kaname!
Kaname! Please help me! I need you!
Yuuki huffed, and was starting to become drowsy and sleep was starting to veil her eyes as Kaname was drinking his last gulp and sucking on her skin harshly on one spot to make a mark of ownership only to curse as her pureblood powers quickly heal her.
Using her last energy, she screamed her brother's name through telepathy, hoping it can get through to the Kuran Manor.
KANAME!
And once again, she was overcome by fatigue.
[Kuran Manor]
Kaname couldn't believe his eyes. His ancestor is forcing his own sister to marry him.
"But we are in no way of giving up, Kaname, you have to believe in her that she is trying to put off the wedding as much as she can," Juuri looked solemnly at her son, who was almost breaking apart.
Kaname couldn't bear it. His sister loves him, and she must be going through so much pain, every moment he decides to put this off.
"We have to go find her now," Kaname concluded.
"Wait a minute, you can't be all 'prince in shining armor' to Yuuki-nee. We have to find our relations to the council, as the place they are staying at is near the council. If we can get the members to disapprove, then there is no way Yuuki-nee can be forced to marry, right uncle?" Kazuna looked at Haruka with shining eyes.
"As much as I am afraid, they all agreed. But I have made some plans to overturn the wedding," Haruka stroked his chin in thought.
"Why didn't you tell me you made plans with some people to do this?! You killed my nerves!" Juuri smacked Haruka's arm.
"Sorry, but this isn't the time to fool around, little sister," a deep voice came.
"I agree," a lady's voice came from behind a fan.
"So what's the plan?" Izumi stood next to Kazuna.
"We are going to overthrow the marriage," Kaname decided, hands clenched, "before it is too late."
"And I like the sound of that," Haruka smiled, and Juuri gave Kaname a hug for his determination to get his sister back.
And this is going to be a hard war to carry out.
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I will show you a better dream next time,
InfiniteSnow.