Name: One of Those Days

Disclaimer: Matsuri Hino owns Vampire Knight

AN: Review please!

It was one of those days. The very few days where Seiren didn't have to work and she could return of her own home some time.

The rain was coming down and progressively speeding up. The sun was locked away in the clouds and didn't show this day. Seiren sat on her couch right next to the large glass window, reading a book and watched the water fall down Earth's exterior. Everyone in her neighborhood and all the small shops down the road stayed inside and tried to keep warm like Seiren. The stone cold vampire had a window slightly cracked open just to hear the claming sound of rain fall.

Echoes of Mozart's Lacrimosa played throughout her home as she got lost in the pages of Jane Austen with a glass of red wine in her free hand. People didn't know much about Seiren since she was practically mute and they tend to stay away from her due to her cold exterior but if they got to know the frosty vampire, they would know how deep her appreciation for the classics is. The sounds of rain began to fade away from her senses and the outside world became watery.

A twitch shuddered through the almost numb body and caused Seiren to put her book down. A vampire was near. She could smell the sensitive scent of vampires down the street and could feel the misery coming from the being. Seiren put down her wine and turned the music off. Whoever it was, they were headed in her direction. Seiren reached over for her anti-vampire gun that specifically made for her and placed it in her back pocket. She wasn't going to take any chances today.

Seiren placed a hand on the brass door knob and slowly turned it. She quietly pulled the door in and, using her incredibly vampiric eyesight, tried to spot the vampire near by. All rain surrounded her and no being was in sight. Must have gotten away.

"I'm down here." A voice spoke through the loud rainfall. Seiren panicked and felt her fingers press a bit harder against the trigger. She looked down at the stairs before her home and save Zero Kiryu sitting there, clothes sticking to his body and wet hair surrounding his face. His lavender eyes met nervous ones and Seiren could see the grief filling up in his stare.

Seiren let out a sigh of relief and put her gun away. She looked back at the hunter with a hand over her heart.

"You scared me, Zero," She said watching his emotionless face, "Would you like to come inside?" She asked, motioning him to come inside her home. Zero was hesitating and slowly rose up to his feet. Seiren welcomed the wet hunter in her home and closed the door. He stood awkwardly in her living room. She almost could laugh at his uncomfortable stance.

"Come with me, I'll get you a towel." Seiren reached a hand out and Zero brought his to her with sluggish ease. Seiren and Zero walked up her stairs and followed into the bathroom. Seiren placed Zero against the sink and grabbed a towel.

Zero watched Seiren at she moved around. Even when she wasn't working, she moved with clean precision and graceful steps. Her slim body slightly flew and her tiny muscles popped out when she bent over.

"Zero, when I turn around, I better not see your eyes still attached to my behind." Seiren's cold voice broke Zero out of his admiring thoughts and made him blush hard. His heart rate began to race as well. He never knew when Seiren was joking or completely serious. She turned back to the silver haired man with a slight smirk and a fluffy towel in her hands.

Seiren walked up to Zero and forced his head downwards. She took the towel and began to dry his hair. The two stood there in silence. Comfortable silence. Zero enjoyed the feeling of Seiren's nimble fingers running through his silver locks. He loved the sensation of her nails raking across his head and that tingling feeling he got when she touched him.

"So were you looking for Yuuki?" Seiren asked, breaking the silence. Zero peaked through semi dried hair and the white towel to look at Seiren.

"Actually, I was looking for you." He said silently. Seiren stopped her hand motions and brushed back some silver strands. Zero's handsome face held no emotion but his eyes told a different story.

"And why's that?" She said, folding back the towel and began search for clothes for Zero, with the hunter following after her.

"Despite the popular opinion, I sometimes do enjoy company." He said. Seiren walked into her bedroom, straight for the closet. She still kept some of Zero's clothes in her home, just in case. She fold some of his sweats he left lying around and hand them to Zero. Zero looked down at the clothes with a perplexed look of his face.

"You left some clothes here. So I just kept them here." She said as if everyone did it. Zero shrugged and went off into the bathroom to change. Seiren walked back to her living room and began to play Lacrimosa again.

Zero walked down in Seiren's stairs in clean sweats and found the bodyguard sitting on the couch, intently reading a book. "Jane Austen, probably." He thought to himself. Austin was one of Seiren's favorite authors and she made Zero read some of her books. He actually liked them, but he wouldn't admit that to anyone. Zero also saw the other shelves with piano and violins CD's stacked on top of another. Zero smiled as he passed by all the classics that Seiren loved so dearly. No one understood her love for the traditional arts like he did.

Zero walked past her book shelf, seeing the famous names tucked together. Shakespeare, Dickens, Miller, Fitzgerald, Orwell, and Joyce being the most famous among her shelves. Zero walked up to the couch and sat down next to Seiren.

Seiren closed her book and turned her attention to the man next to her. A sense of déjà vu hit her when she saw the hunter snuggled against the couch, giving a look for interest. She twisted her body towards Zero and pulled him against her. Zero settled his arms around her waist and curled his head into Seiren's neck. Seiren held an arm around him and used her other hand to stroke his hair.

"So why did you come looking for me?" She asked. She felt Zero frown against her neck.

"You're the only one that try force my feelings out of me. Everyone is asking me if I'm okay, do I need anything, how they can help me. It's annoying." He said with a grunt against her neck that made Seiren jerked a bit. Her fingers stopped stroking his hair and paused for thought.

"Zero, their just trying to help you. You never ask for help so it's difficult to deal with you sometimes. Lighten up on them. And just speak out a little more." Seiren said, placing a kiss on Zero's brow bone that made the hunter smile. In return he kissed her neck which made her twitch slightly, something he loved seeing but it also raised his blood lust.

"Why did you keep my clothes after we broke up?" Zero asked, bracing himself for her verbal attack. He heard her sigh and take a deep breath.

"You seemed like you didn't care if you want them or not. Besides you have tons of clothes, so what's a couple missing sweats?" She said, making him lightly chuckle. Something no one else could do. "And we never really did break up. We were both busy and it seemed to fade out. It was never stated if we were still together." What she said made Zero pull back and look at her.

"So, we were on a break or something?" He asked, confused by the tactics of relationships. Seiren shrugged and ran a hand through her lavender hair.

"I guess so…So, Zero, are we still together or not?" She asked, leaning back against the couch and preparing herself for rejection. Zero looked off in the distance for a moment to think and a scowl appeared on his face.

"Together." He simply said.

"Together?" Seiren asked, for assurance. He nodded and assumed back into their pervious position. Seiren hid her smile with her book and tried to act calm.

"Read some to me." Zero stated, wanting to hear her voice some more. Seiren opened the pages and began to read out to her newly confirmed boyfriend with Mozart playing in the back.

It was just one of those days.

What should the next piece be?