Still don't own Vampire Knight.

Lol, ok so Aiko is a real name. And Aikido is also a real word. And neither of them are related at all. Shows how well I know things. I actually didn't intend on that happening.

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Go after him…you need to go after him.

My feet, however, remained frozen to the spot. He'd seen it. And he probably wouldn't believe me anyways. Hot tears were running down my cheeks. Why did he have to have seen that, anyways? Why does life pick on me? I shook my head in frustration, wondering if Aidou had done it on purpose. I wouldn't doubt it. But I also didn't want to make wrong assumptions either. I so wanted to go after him, but I doubted that he'd even want to talk to me now.

Which brought me to this.

Why did he care?

I didn't want to fill my heart up with false hope, only to have it broken open like a piñata and have all of the hope spill out like candy. But maybe he did care. Or maybe he just didn't like me with other vampires or something. Hypocrite. But who am I to label others anyways? I'm certainly in no position or situation to. Maybe he was just being Zero. No matter what the reason, he was upset, and I was automatically obligated to tell him the truth. I shook my head in embarrassment and frustration, before forcing myself to move forward. Left foot. Right foot. Left foot. Right foot. Slowly. Slowly. Left foot, right foot, left foot, right foot. Faster, now. I started to run. He'd only been walking, so maybe I could find him. Catch up to him. Tell him what happened.

Or maybe not.

"Aiko…?" I heard Yuuki ask me as I ran past her. Whatever. Then I saw him walking inside. I slowed myself down, almost tripping. I briskly hurried towards the building, keeping out of sight.

It was now or never, I decided. I had to face him.

I ran inside, catching up to him. "Zero!" I cried, trying to get him to turn around, as I stumbled up a stair.

He turned around, and I ran to him, hugging him tightly and crying into his chest.

"That wasn't…I didn't-"

"Stop it." He said coldly, pushing me away.

"No! I didn't even want to do that!" I persisted on. The tears were just flowing now.

"Forget it." He started to walk away. I wouldn't let him though. I grabbed his forearm.

"He wouldn't let me go!" I choked out, trying so badly to get him to understand. He turned around and looked at me.

"Why is it that you care so much?" He asked suddenly, hugging me back. My eyes widened.

"Why is it that you were furious with me four seconds ago and now you act like nothing happened?"

"I wasn't angry with you."

"Then how come you were acting so strangely?"

"Because I was hoping you'd give up. I should have figured you wouldn't be so smart." Suddenly he let go, and grimaced, shutting his eyes in pain.

"Zero…are you okay?" I asked, putting a hand on his shoulder. Well, no. Obviously not. He was…thirsty. He shook his head, and turned away.

"Leave." He ordered.

"No! I'm not going to leave you…" Stupid, but whatever. He was more important then my fear. He always has been. "Bite me."

"No…Aikido you don't know what you're saying…" He shut his eyes, almost begging for me to go away.

"I know exactly what I'm saying." I looked at him with serious eyes. I might have been afraid. But that fear was not going to show.

He put his hands on my shoulders, and leaned forward. I tried to keep my breathing steady, but it wasn't working out too well.

"I could never forgive myself…"

"Do it." I ordered. I wasn't going to deny him something that kept him out of pain.

He couldn't control himself any longer. And he did it, against his will. I felt the fangs pierce my soft flesh…a feeling I hated so much. But somehow, that I knew it was him, it was worth it.

A real vampire hunter would have killed him on the spot.

But he wasn't a level E,

And my friendship with him was more important than my duty. I wasn't even sure if I was obliged to be a hunter anymore anyways. I didn't really care. I just stood there, with him holding me tightly, sucking my blood. Not necessarily a pleasant sight, I assumed.

But at least I could do something for him.

At least I wasn't useless.

I dug my hand into his hair, and he was doing the same with mine. I wanted him to stop. It hurt, but it also felt…amazing too. I'm not sure why I didn't try to stop him. I don't know what held me from crying out. But I let him take what he needed, before he pulled away. He let me go, and took a step back. I expected this though. After all, he'd fought me about doing it in the first place. So why would I expect him not to be disappointed in himself for doing it.

"Are you okay?" He mumbled.

"Wh- oh yeah, I'm fine!" Truly, I was feeling kind of dizzy.

But he didn't need to know that.