A/N: Sorry this is a few days late, the weather has been wonky, and I haven't been able to get this last one-shot add in. Akatsuki's point of view again.
Disclaimer: I don't own Vampire Knight or make any profit from this.
She had just turned 19 and here she was again, standing on the front step of my house, hugging herself in that wisp of an evening dress and stumbling. I could smell alcohol on her breath, and the fact that she drank enough that it was affecting her made me tense.
"Ruka..." I whispered and caught her automatically as her heel broke and she fell forward, against me. "What happened to you?"
"What didn't?" Ruka rubbed her neck and I could see small, pale, circular marks where someone had bitten her. "Can I stay?"
I was somehow surprised because although she was stumbling, she managed not to slur her words. Then again, she had been in this position many times, used for a drink by Lord Kaname, having drank until she could barely stand.
"Of course." I whispered, and I picked her up, heading for my room. "Have I ever turned you away?"
Ruka didn't say anything, instead she just reached up and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me down for a kiss.
I tensed and refused to let her. She was inebriated; she didn't need me taking advantage of her in any way. She glared at me for a moment before she took a deep breath and looked away.
"I know what I want, Akatsuki." She whispered. "Things have changed, and I'm not who I was."
"We'll talk when you're sober." I lay her down on my bed and went to go sleep on the couch.
The next morning, I woke up with Ruka curled beside me on the couch, her arms looped around my neck, her eyes still closed.
But I couldn't accept her confession like that, no. I wanted her to be sure, more than anything.
I wanted to be sure, more than anything, that I wasn't just a rebound.
So I would wait.
A/N: It's shorter and sad, but I hope you liked it anyway. It was kind of a new view on Akatsuki's feelings for her. What did you think?