Silver Night
By: A Really Big Idiot
Present
Altantsetseg Tatar, the Pureblood Vampire Royal Governess of Mongolia, had the feeling that the Korean Pureblood Clans were up to something.
After personally witnessing the intense First Court Divorce Session of King Kaname Kuran and Queen Yuki Kuran, Altantsetseg had the dark instinctive feeling that things were going to get far worst.
Altantsetseg was greatly unnerved by this.
She had silently watched the Chinese Royal Governor, Huang Fu Wang, and the Korean Royal Governor, Byung Gi Kim.
Huang Fu seemed harmless during the entire affair, but that man always seemed harmless, so that wasn't saying much. Huang Fu was a master of pretending to be harmless because he was from a family that was globally known as being the best at pureblood vampire assassinations.
The Pureblood Chinese Clan of Li were originally the rulers of the Chinese Vampire Realm, but after their attempted rebellion against King Kuran of 2083 AD, they were nearly wiped out, and King Kuran had replaced their rule with the Clan of Wang.
Which wasn't really so great for him, but it was all he could do.
The Pureblood House of Wang had historically been known to betray for the highest bidder. As the dark sheep of the four Chinese Pureblood Clans, the treacherous House of Wang was deeply despised by their people. However, with the backing of the ruling Japanese power, their people feared to utter any small complaint about their homeland tyrants.
The Mongolia Governess closed her bright pink eyes, and slowly massaged her temple.
Altantsetseg didn't think the Chinese Purebloods were planning anything though. No. Her instincts were screaming that it was the Koreans who were up to something. She was so sure of it!
Altantsetseg had watched the Korean Governor, Byung Gi Kim, but while his behavior was suspicious, it was the unknown black-haired woman beside him that got Altantsetseg's suspicious pink eyes.
Despite the fact that Altantsetseg knew the woman was actively hiding her great powers, Altantsetseg could still feel some of her power vibrations due to her own unique abilities.
The woman felt ancient.
She was just like the Ancient Pureblood African Queen Biashara Bimnono and the strangely otherworldly Far Eastern Vampire King Kaname Kuran. While Queen Bimnono's status of being the oldest living thing in the world was unquestioned, Altantsetseg always felt like King Kuran was a close second. Of course, the idea was utter nonsense. King Kuran was the firstborn son of the late Elder Haruka and Elder Juri Kuran, so he couldn't have been as old as Queen Bimnono.
But his power...
His strange and massively overwhelming power was so great and felt so ancient to her. It was a public secret that King Kaname Kuran's overwhelming power was unheard of for someone so young (for purebloods, anyway) and the rumor mill still had not solved that great mystery of who and what exactly King Kuran was.
Even Queen Bimnono would lightly shoot curious and suspicious eyes at that great and mysterious man during the court session from time to time. King Kuran's power was too much for someone of his short life length. By darkness, Altantsetseg still wasn't quite sure what to make of it.
Who was King Kaname Kuran, really?
And who was that strange unknown Korean woman with the gisaeng hairstyle that was so similar to him?
"What should we do, Lady Tatar?" Batbayar Rus of the Pureblood Mongolian Rus Clan lightly asked. "Should we inform King Kuran of a possible rebellious plot from the Koreans Clans?" Batbayar was her most trusted friend and, more importantly, he agreed with Altantsetseg's position, goals, and desires for herself and her people.
But by darkness! When will those Koreans - and in another way the Chinese - vampires ever learn?
King Kuran was not someone you angered.
Altantsetseg would have thought the Chinese vampires, at the very least, would have had enough sense not to enrage their Japanese Pureblood Ruler at this moment. What were they thinking if they were really agreeing to help the Koreans in their rebel actions further? Didn't King Kuran nearly wipe out their rebellious factions? The Chinese Pureblood Massacre of 2083 AD by King Kuran had nearly lead to their extinction!
By darkness, Altantsetseg didn't know what to do, but she had to do something!
While Altantsetseg was used to the various pureblood clans of the Far Eastern Realm referring to her and her people in the most degrading of terms, she had grown use to dealing with it.
Once, a long long time ago, the Vampire Kingdom of Mongolia was a wondrous power and place. However, due to greed and their ancient court's various factions' desire for power – their kingdom had destroyed itself. Thousands upon thousands of vampires had died in their bloody civil conflict. It had taken centuries for the Mongolian vampires to rebuilt their numbers, but even today, they weren't even half of the population they once was.
This was due to a variety of external factors, though.
And the Pureblood Vampire King of Europe, Maxwell Von Anderson, unhidden desire for her land and people was one of them.
While Altantsetseg had no great love for her new Japanese King, she found him to be more agreeable than that blond blue-eyed foreigner. At the very least, King Kuran was a native to their section of the globe and thus was somewhat familiar with their old ways and ancient customs.
However, before they had been under the control of a foreign power for so long that her people had become deeply embarrassed of themselves. They were the running joke of the Far Eastern Realm and Altantsetseg wanted to reinitiate their lost bright pride in themselves.
But to do that, they needed to survive.
She was a leader. Leaders were to protect their people. Altantsetseg wasn't about to allow her people and clans to be further destroyed because of the petty conflicts and whims of foreigners and aliens. They could call her whatever they liked. However, Altantsetseg would make sure her people and herself lived and thrived as best as they could.
After all, purebloods could lived forever.
Time was thus on her side.
She just need to make sure everyone she cared for survived.
"No." Altantseseg said. "Let's first see what happens." She heavily sighed. "Let us not disturb these calm times just yet."
No matter what happen, Altantseseg vowed, her people would survive whatever storm was heading their way.
Chapter Fifty-Five: Calm
Present
Kaname sighed deeply to himself. He really should be focusing on his various duties.
Kaname had gotten up early this night but he had accomplished absolutely nothing. The night had just started, and Kaname was already getting the curious feeling that it was going to be an extremely long one for him.
Despite the fact that he was in his private make-shift office on the first of his three reserved hotel floors of The Imperial Hotel's King's Red Wing Building, Kaname's current thoughts were not on his current business and later meeting papers in front of him. No, Kaname's thoughts were simply not focused on such useless things like capital and commerce at this moment.
In his mind's mental window and through the use of some of his pet bat familiars, Kaname was silently and secretly watching his silver-haired lover as he continued to deeply sleep on his bed in his private bedroom suite that was located on the penthouse floor. While the bat's position had much to be desired, at least one of the private room doors to his bedroom was still slightly opened. However, when Silver awoken and if he decided to leave the room, Kaname would not be able to see him.
So, for now, Kaname silently watched over him as he rested his dark-brown eyes. His business papers totally forgotten for the moment.
Silver was currently sleeping in the nude, but Kaname could see bits and pieces of his torn 'bodyguard' uniform scattered throughout the high-polished wooden ground. Still, it had been so strange to see the man in such attire last night as they made their way here. Kaname was so used to seeing his ideal lover in his various traditional Japanese clothing outfits composed of yukates, haoris, and hakamas. The way that Silver generally styled himself pleased Kaname's tired eyes. The man was always impeccably dressed. Thus, whenever Kaname had come to him in his lover's private chamber back in the King's Palace, Silver was always so breathtakingly beautiful and was a familiar historic creature that amazingly belonged only to him.
Whenever Kaname was with his precious Silver, nothing else seemed to matter to him during their time and moments.
On every occasion that Kaname was with Silver it felt like time had suddenly come to a silent stop, and that everything outside of themselves had disappeared. When Kaname stepped into Silver's Chamber, he stepped into his sole sanctuary and his perfect reality's dream. Whenever Kaname had stepped into Silver's presence, he was always greeted with something pretty.
Yes. Pretty.
Even though no soul would ever suspect it, seeing pretty things was a secret pastime delight for Kaname Kuran.
Kaname knew that the majority of his associates would never think that he would care for such things. After all, while Kaname would presented himself impressively to his various audiences, at the end of it - he was very plain and traditional about his appearance. Despite the fact that he was once again voted "Vampire World's Sexiest Man Alive" last year by that vile vampire society gossip rag blog The Court (though he did feel a bit of prideful satisfaction that he had yet again defeated Maxwell and Edwards in the looks department, both men had been voted second and third respectively by the readers of that rag blog), Kaname didn't much care for his obvious unique handsomeness.
He saw himself every day, so his 'handsomeness' was something that was completely lost on him.
But Kaname did like pretty and beautiful and pure things.
He really, truly did.
But Kaname feared that he was also too well-versed in breaking his beautiful things.
A sudden memory flash of his precious wife flashed into Kaname's mind. The image he had of his dear heart was of the last time he had seen her.
She had been dressed in a beautiful scarlet two-piece silk dress suit set and her long black hair was pulled from her face and held in a tight flowing high ponytail down her back. Her crimson smoky dark-brown eyes combined with blood-red lipstick made her look like an inspiring but equally imposing ruler in her own right. She looked at him without a trait of fear and demanded that he submit to her ludicrous demands.
His dear Yuki...
Something inside Kaname felt a little raw.
Yuki...
Yuki was also one of his precious and beautiful things. Just like Silver. Just like Juri. Yuki was also one of his most precious people.
And soon, Kaname knew that he was going to utterly break her...again.
He would have to do it, because he desired to keep her by his side forever.
Yuki was what he had waited for his entire long and lonely existence. Kaname had suffered, yearned for, fought, planned, and sacrificed too much to allow her to just leave him.
How dare she even consider it! How dare she even consider leaving him after all he has done for her!
He would never allow it! He would never allow her to get away!
Kaname had never denied his intense possessive obsessions and he wasn't about to start now. He had never denied that he was a monstrous man. Kaname knew – really, he did - that his desire for her was wickedly selfish and absolutely cruel but...he didn't care.
Yuki was and will always be Kaname's.
Regardless of his warring emotional state lately, it was Kaname who had all the cards in his favor. It was Kaname who had the most power in this crisis, and unlike the great hypocrites of the world – Kaname had never once denied the fact that he was an evilly powerful and absolutely selfish man.
Kaname Kuran was a monster. Yes, he surely was.
However, monsters always won in the end.
And at least he was a honest one.
Nevertheless, Kaname knew that his first plan against Yuki in their first court divorce session would not be enough to stop the woman's desire for divorce. After all, Yuki was currently mentally competent and once she underwent an intensive psychiatric examination, her mental stability would be guaranteed and she could thus proceed with her divorce against him. While Kaname's countermeasure had been successfully employed against her, it had only given him some desperately needed time for his second plan against her.
His second plan would ensure that Yuki would be forced to remain by his side and that she would have to submit to his total control.
Kaname felt another twinge of guilt.
But he crushed the cursed feeling.
He was never ever going to let Yuki go. Just like how he was never ever going to let his Silver go.
Silver would forever belong to him. And so will Yuki forever belonged to him.
Kaname refused to allow anything to get in his way. Nothing. Not his feelings and not even his conscience would he allow to stop him from achieving his ultimate intentions.
After all, once he achieved all his desires, he would simply make it up to her – to them. He was a King. He was powerful. Therefore, he would be able to get and give her – them - whatever she – and he – needed.
And quite frankly, Yuki needed to simply just get over the past and finally heal herself. By darkness, what exactly was her problem? What was the use of her constantly reflecting on his past sins going to do for her anyway? She needed to just get over it already.
Still, Kaname had another major dilemma in his interpersonal affairs.
And the center of that dilemma was the currently sleeping, beautifully nude silver-haired man in his hotel bed.
Despite himself, Kaname was...greatly embarrassed.
Last night...last night had been utterly intense and mind-blowing. And Kaname's possessive emotional attachment to his ideal lover had grown even more because of it. Kaname hadn't thought it was possible, but Silver had become just as important to him as his heart, Yuki, was.
Silver Night had become Kaname's consuming love.
But there was a deep pang in his desolate heart because of this.
When Kaname had awoken early from his day slumber, he had learned of what he nearly tried to do in the previous night.
Kaname was mortified.
What was he thinking? What the hell had he been thinking? Had he even been thinking at all?
Kaname had tried to form a love-bond with Silver.
By darkness, Kaname was beginning to think he was a fool.
Damn you, alcohol! Damn you to the very pits of the darkest hell!
Why in the world did Kaname try to do that? Why? Why? Why?
Kaname had known of the possible consequences for his actions. While he loved Silver, Silver was still his Doll and had a love-bond actually formed between the pair...Kaname would have, in essence, destroyed his precious person. The Doll Enchantments and Vampire Love Bonds were oppositional to each other in every way.
Kaname would have surely destroyed him had Silver been in the mind to cement the bond by drinking his blood and whispering the ancient words that would have blended their lives together at that moment. Kaname had clearly not been in a rational state of mind, and coming to think about it, Silver had been completely overwhelmed by Kaname's unusual passionate onslaught last night to even realize Kaname's true intentions but...
But why had he acted so recklessly? Why? How could he have done such an foolish and greatly stupid thing?
Oh, Kaname very well knew the reason. He could lie to anyone except himself.
Kaname wanted the connection of another's heart.
And the only person's heart he desired to have – other than Yuki's – was his Silver Night's.
Make no mistake, Kaname also wanted Yuki's complete heart for himself as well. However, Yuki had... changed. Her change was mostly for the better in his opinion, but after she had regain herself after her lost five years of madness – she wasn't what he thought she would be to him.
She wasn't what she had been in their school-day past.
Yuki's attention had now been divided. Her focus had been split. She lived in both past and present. She was no longer bright and innocent, joyful or airy. She couldn't truly focus totally on him and him alone like he deeply wanted. Sure, she was a mother, a queen, and a variety of other things. And she was also raising their two children and helping him cement his rule over his great vampire kingdom. But she was always so busy.
So busy, busy, busy.
She never had time for him.
And while Kaname wasn't one to openly complain about such things...He did somewhat resent her because of it. He had resented her...greatly.
Silver always gave him the attention he wanted. Silver gave him the special care he yearned for, and Silver gave him the gentle single focus regard that he had always craved.
Yet Kaname had suddenly realized a very important problem.
Too soon, he might lose his Silver.
NO! His inner beast snarled. NEVER.
HE. IS. MINE.
Kaname dark-brown eyes snapped open and he violently nipped down his inner soul beast. His instincts and base nature had become far too lively in the last few months and Kaname was beginning to struggle sometimes to control his darker and primal other nature.
But he would have to soon reveal Yuki's 'first love's' living existence to her. And if he did that...he might lose his Silver.
But there was no other way if Kaname were to get everything that he wanted.
Nevertheless, something inside Kaname's dark heart was...heavy.
What, if by finally seeing Yuki, Silver would transform back into that wretched hunter Kiryu?
Something inside Kaname warred against such a thing.
Kaname did not want to ever lose his precious silver-haired lover. His ideal lover. His perfect companion. These past last months had been like a dream to Kaname. When Kaname was with Silver all his worries, problems, and fears went away.
Kaname had even tried to form a love-bond with that man when he was overwhelmed with his deep emotions, but now, even as he was clearheaded, a deep part of Kaname still wanted to try to form such a bond with him. Perhaps even he could finally have with Silver what he never had with Yuki.
A true-love mate bond.
Kaname's lips twisted in a self-mocking smirk. Really, he was quite the monstrous fool.
Kaname felt disgusted with himself.
He always desired what he could easily destroy and he could easily destroy what he deeply desired.
If Kaname and Silver formed a love bond – whether it had by half, consort, or true – they would have ensured Silver's quick death.
Something in Kaname twisted.
The fact of the matter was - the Doll Enchantments were the antithesis of Vampire Love Bonds and they were just as ancient. Thus, the two old powers would have warred for dominance within Silver's tender soul and even if Silver had put up a gallant fight, in the end, the two warring powers would have totally destroyed him and turned him into ashy dust.
The only way Kaname would have been able to save his lover would have been for Kaname to release and free the man from his binding Doll Enchantments.
However, Kaname wasn't sure if he could even do it.
Why?
There were three reasons, really. And one of those reason had a name.
Zero Kiryu.
Was Zero Kiryu still lurking or alive underneath the persona of his ideal lover?
Zero Kiryu.
Oh, how Kaname was remembering him more and more with each passing day.
If Silver Night was like a lovable precious kitten, Zero Kiryu was like a savage wild tiger.
The ex-human vampire hunter had been a heady mixture of surprising strength, intelligent confidence, and prideful toughness. However, he was always rebellious, constantly unmanageable, and totally disobedient against Kaname's wishes and being.
Kaname Kuran had never liked him. He had never liked the insubordinate silver-haired hunter and the feeling, for an extremely long time, was mutual on both their ends.
Kaname did not like any person who was so...uncontrollable and unpredictable. While Kiryu did not like him who embodied everything that had destroyed his young life. They were complete opposites, and Kaname had only tolerated the ex-human's presence for Yuki's sakes. And Kaname suspected Zero had done the same for him.
But...their adversarial relationship had been changing...hadn't it?
Zero simply blurted out what he wanted to say, "Look Kuran, don't be sad."
"I doubt anything will happen Kuran." Zero wirily intoned. "After all, you'll be there."
"This is the only time you will ever hear me compliment your power, Kuran." Zero gave him an ironic smile. "You're a powerful and scary guy, but at least you are on my side, eh?"
Zero reached toward him with a bloody hand. "Help me, Kaname."
But Kaname had chosen to destroy him in the end, hadn't he?
Yes, he had.
So, would Kaname have to do it again?
Kaname massaged his aching forehead.
In the beginning, if Kaname had known that Yuki would have actually developed real feelings for that wretched ex-human, Kaname would have never allowed the two to ever met. Coming to think about it – had Yuki not been turned into a human, she and Kiryu would have never developed that terrible relationship and she would have been exactly want he wanted and deeply desired. Well, to think about it even further, had their 'parents' not been so weak and had actually murdered that vile Rido when they had the chance then...
Kaname heavily sighed.
Honestly, this was why Kaname despised thinking about what-could-have-been, maybes, and ifs. Such thinking always led to illusionary thoughts and fable wishes. And Kaname was not a man who dwelled on past things.
But the fact of the matter was, was that Kaname faced a cruel dilemma. Yuki was not exactly his ideal love but she was his best candidate for the position of his eternal companion – his heart. However, his ideal lover, Silver Night, could never be the candidate companion for his desperate need of an eternal companion. Despite the fact that Silver embodied his idea of an ideal consort in every possible way, he was such a fragile and temporary thing.
No matter what - Zero Kiryu/Silver Night were so fragile and so temporary.
He – they – were something that his accursed twin enemies of time and age would eventually mercilessly snatch away from him.
How long would the silver-haired man even live? How long would that wondrous purple-eyed being thrive? Even if Kaname had searched for every possibility, plotted every probability, and bargained for every chance – how long could Kaname stretch out that precious person's life for? Another hundred years? Two hundred? Three hundred? Four?
But what were a few mere centuries, when Kaname Kuran was virtually eternal?
But Yuki was like him.
Yes, Yuki was just like him.
She was pureblood. She was vampire. She was becoming distorted and damaged just like him. And she understood him best.
It's just that she never truly accepted him as he was.
Why was that?
Flash of more past memory suddenly assaulted him.
Kaname reached towards her and pulled her close to him. "Oh? You are still my wife, Yuki." Kaname darkly whispered in her ear and held her firm. "Despite the past, you will always be my wife and I will always be your husband."
But Yuki had pulled herself away from him like he was a dirty disease. Dark-brown eyes blazing with utter fury, she hissed her poisonous words. "You were my second choice in that."
Kaname had been immediately hurt by her harsh words. Second choice. His hidden heart had been torn to bloody pieces at that exact moment. Second choice! But like always, whenever Kaname had been hurt, his natural response was to...hurt even more cruelly back.
Second choice.
Perhaps, in a way, when Kaname had realized that Yuki had loved Kiryu more than she loved him...that was when this confusion had all started. If Yuki had just been sensible and stuck with him, then Kaname wouldn't have done what he had done to the uncontrollable and wild Kiryu.
However, if he had not done what he had done, wouldn't that mean that he would have never met or have his Silver?
"My master, I am Silver Night." Smooth wet fingers slid up his neck and massaged behind his left ear in a slow circle. Silver pulled himself so close to Kaname's head that his hot breath teasingly danced close to his right ear. "I will do anything and everything that will please you." Silver's other hand slid down Kaname's chest, down his abdominal wall, and landed right at the boundary that was his belt. Silver slowly parted his lips with his red tongue. "Your pleasure and happiness are my only desire."
Silver Night was the man that easily ignited his darkest of passions.
"What does your heart desire, my master?" Silver repeated again slowly.
Kaname Kuran could only say three small words. "Give me peace."
Silver's perfect ruby lips curled into a mysterious smile. "As you wish, my master."
Silver Night was the person that offered him tranquility.
Silver quietly gasped. "Kaname..." His fingernails tightly hooked themselves into Kaname's pale shoulders as Kaname slammed him against the screaming cherry blossom tree.
Silver Night was the creature that spoke his name in the softest of caresses.
Silver looked slightly confused at the question. "You are my master. I should always know what best pleases you."
Silver Night was the only being who tried to know him on his own terms.
"I will always be here beside you."
Silver Night was the soul who willingly promised to be his eternal companion.
However...
Such a promise...that last promise that Silver had made to him...was something Kaname knew that precious person would never be able to keep.
Time would surely pass, and age would one day take him.
Something about that future disturbed him so greatly that Kaname wanted to promptly dismissed his unsettling musing from his mind.
But his problems still remained.
Silver Night was not a pureblood.
Even if Kaname had love bonded to him, even if Kaname gave him his blood every single day, even if Kaname ensured that his health was perfect and his life easy – Kaname would one day lose that man.
He had tried once before. And he miserably failed.
His last love in this third life and world had died a piteous death because of him. He had tried to stretch that last love's existence... He had so desperately tried because he...
But in the end – he lost.
Lost. Lost. Lost.
Lose. Lose. Lose.
Always keep losing, Kaname.
That was why he needed to have Yuki. She was pureblood, she was like him. She understood him, even if she didn't accept him. He couldn't lose her.
But he also needed to keep Silver. He was vampire. He was his passion. Silver knew him and accept him like no one else ever had. Silver's eyes had always shown him that he accepted Kaname's inner darkness despite him. He couldn't lose him, either.
Thus, Kaname still wanted both individuals.
Both – Yuki and Silver – he want to have both of them forever.
But what if Kiryu reappeared and took away his Silver?
A dark answer and solution formed in his mind at that thought.
If Kiryu did reappear...if the ex-human vampire hunter were to come back...
Kaname would simply erase him from their three lives again.
Just like he had done so before.
My, My. Wasn't he such a horrible person?
But even if Zero was erased again, Kaname would eventually lose Silver one day. While Kaname would fight it with every fiber of his being – that one thing was certain.
One day he would lose his precious love again.
Therefore, Kaname wasn't about to lose all his vampire power and half of his life span for some feeling. Yes, his heart was important, but Kaname's mind was something that he preferred to prize.
And what was the point of having love if one had no power?
Kaname's heart blacken with the dark questions.
What was love if one did not have the power to protect and keep it?
Suddenly, with a dark understanding, Kaname knew he could never break free his ideal lover from his Doll State. Despite the fact that now the man was so central to Kaname's heart and world, if Kaname ever did so, he would lose half of his life span and all of his immense vampire power.
Kaname knew he could never do it.
He just couldn't.
It was foolish to even ask – Kaname could never do it.
Love without power was like having gold without having a locked safe.
After all, why risk it? Why risk everything he had?
Kaname had yet to come to a reason for those types of questions.
To Be Continued
