Sara stood at the bottom of a long staircase. Everything around her seemed to fade into the black walls except white furniture. Suddenly she heard music and she jumped as something hot touched her foot. Blood had come seeping down the stairs and into her peep toe heels. "Kaname-sama?" She called, expecting an answer. The vocalist's voice grew louder as she emerged up the staircase. She opened the door from which the music was coming from. A shadow danced next to her, projected by the girl dancing in front of the envious moon shining through the window.
She twirled and thrashed her long, floor length, skirt around. Sara took a step back, not knowing who it could be. She recognized the dark brown hair as the girl's heeled boots clacked on the wood floors, everything going black except for the girl and her full-length mirror, hit by a spotlight. "Sara," she said once she noticed Sara's presence. "Come dance with me." She laughed as she watched herself dance in the mirror, her long hair a mess. "Yuki-sama-" Sara was completely confused.
"We haven't seen you in weeks, where have you been?" she questioned. "What does it matter? Let loose, just forget about this whole situation." Yuki answered. Her pendants and bangles jingled as she spun and danced in place. Something seemed to creak or moan in the room. No, not the floorboards, but someone. "...Are we alone?" Sara asked sternly. "She's watching. She likes it when I dance." Yuki chuckled. "Who?" Sara asked. "Chindi." Yuki answered.
Sara scowled under her breath and grabbed Yuki's arm. "Yuki-sama. Chindi is not real. I am sick and tired of the lies you get off on. What is this really? A new power? Drugs? Perhaps both." she hissed. Yuki tugged her arm away. "None. I'm simply welcoming a new life. I feel free." Yuki said calmly in response as she continued to dance. She kept looking to the mirror. Sara choked on her gasp. There was a dark figure...standing right next to Sara's reflection. "Is this good? Am I a good dancer?" Yuki asked. The figure didn't move. Yuki ran a hand through her hair as she stopped dancing with a heavy sigh, and looked to Sara. The figure in the mirror walked out of sight and the scene changed. They were back in a dorm room.
"Sara, you needn't call me for this." Yuki purred. "I wouldn't even think to have welcomed you into my dreams anyways, you idiot." Sara said. Yuki now appeared in a tight tank top and skirt. "Oh no. I mean...you've welcomed me into your subconscious. So we could talk." Yuki said as she took a lock of Sara's hair in her hand. "You want me to give any secrets I might have to you...so you can use them against me. You still want me to suffer because of your own defeats. You want my brother at your arm as well as Takuma, and to get me out of the picture, but my dear..." Yuki took a breath pause as she let go of Sara's hair. "No matter what...I will always be posed and ready in the portrait." she finished.
Sara glared, unbelieving in the fact she might just hate Yuki-sama more than she already did. "But, so will you." "Get out of my head. This discussion is over." Sara scowled. Yuki tilted her head as she stepped closer. "You don't understand yet? How stupid are you?" she said. "You are one of her chosen Sara. We know everything about you. Your motives, your body language...your dreams."
Sara tensed as Yuki's fingers ran over her face. "You want to not only win my brother, you want to use him for your chances of being the pureblood queen. Please, do try. He hates you Sara...but I don't. You're my greatest pawn." She said, pulling on the laces of sara's bustier dress. Yuki took a step back, taking off her own clothes. "Let's play teacher." Yuki said in her silky, mature voice. Sara's body moved on its own as she copied Yuki's actions. There, suddenly appearing, one of Yuki's skeletal minions stood frozen. Yuki held out an axe that appeared from no where. "Lesson 1: Kill him."
Sara involuntarily grabbed the axe and took a step toward him. "The head." Yuki whispered over her shoulder. Sara's muscles quickly acted as she swung the axe and his held came tumbling at Yuki's feet. Both girls were covered in blood, Yuki biting her lip in ecstasy, Sara quivering in anxiety. "How did you do that?" she yelled angrily. "I didn't Sara...you did." Yuki said quietly as she took her hands. "Lesson 2...don't feel remorse. This is what it means to be psychotic. It breathes life into you...when you try and feel nothing. It will try and hurt us, but you shouldn't be afraid." Yuki pulled her toward her bed. "I can protect you." The blood on Yuki's skin turned black, like ink. It was her blood.
Yuki lied down, Sara already (also involuntarily) licking the blood off her skin. Yuki leaned back, letting her pawn do as she wished. Once she was no longer bloodied at the stomach and chest, she sat up. Yuki's bra strap came off her shoulder as she put a hand behind Sara's head and leaned in. "You won't remember most of this...but when you wake up...you'll feel a sense of servitude." Yuki said into Sara's lips. Sara involuntarily kissed Yuki and bit into her neck...over the bitemarks others had left.