Okay so here is chapter 3, I hope that you enjoy it as much as you enjoyed 1, and 2. I really do love vampire knight and am a solid yume fan. So please read and enjoy thank you.
-side not I do not own vampire knight or any of its characters even if I wished I did so don't sue me.
Zero felt num, as he strode back towards his dorm in piolet mode. He just couldn't believe it, his best friend and girl that he loved but was too afraid to admit it, was the very thing that he despised above all else. A pureblood vampire, he walked through his door and sat down on the bed and stared at the wall. But what bothered him most of all, is what that arrogant pureblood, kaname said. The scene playing back in his mind,
"Yuki is a pureblood daughter of the Kuran family, any my little sister/fiancée" he said somewhat smugly shocking zero into silence. As he continued, he began to stroke her hair and face gently "and as to why she doesn't remember you, the spell our mother placed on her to turn her human not only blocked her vampire genes and caused her mind to freeze itself in what age and experiences it already had. So, when I woke her from her slumber her vampire mind took back over so now, she only remembers me and our parents and what he knew from before.".
Yuki would not know him anymore, now he was nothing more than a stranger or a villain to her, having frightened her by waving his gun at her and kaname. And that made his heart hurt. With an angry grunt he threw his gun at the wall and threw his body onto the bed, looking up at the ceiling he let a single tear fall from his eye, his heart shattering into many tinny pieces.
Kaname was beginning to stir from his sleep. It took him a moment to relies that at some point Yuki had rolled off him and was cuddling a pillow to her chest with her back to him. He bit back a chuckle and pulled the covers back over her and gently kissed her head. After getting up he made his way to his study in the conjoining room, gently closing the door to the bedroom as to not wake the sleeping beauty in the bed. He made his way to his desk and sat down, pulling out his chest board and moved his pieces into place. Black against white, he was the white king, his queen safely surrounded by the nights and the bishops stood near him on the board. It was almost time for the black king to make his move and to put the game into motion. The time was drawing very close, he sighed and leaned back into his chair turning it looking out the window, the full moon was shining brightly. Casting it glow into the dark office illuminating his face. He thought over the last few hours, letting a smile grace his pristine face. Yuki was finally his again, her memories restored. And he no longer had to worry about the hunter taking her from him. Not that he worried about it much before, even in her human stat Yuki heart always belonged to him. Though he had to admit that when Zero had gone to live with the headmaster and her, he was jealous that he was near his dear girl every hour of the day when he couldn't be. And when he met him formally, and he attacked him not paying attention to the girl that was standing in front of him in harm's way he had to act quickly. Pushing Yuki behind him taking the blow he came face to face with the angry violet eyes for the first time. He had been half tempted to kill the brat then and there and take Yuki away, but he restrained himself. Zero was needed in the end game to kill off the monster after Yuki's blood. He sighed and ran his hand through his hair, pulling out a piece of paper to write to the headmaster to inform him of Yuki's condition and her transfer into the night class, also asking for some of her clothing and a new uniform. Putting the pen down and sealing the letter into an envelope he called serin from where she was watching and guarding in the shadows gave her the letter and sent her on her way. Getting up from the chair he decided to shower before Yuki woke so that he was clean and ready for what was to come. Making his way to the bathroom he peeked into the moonlit bedroom seeing his precious girl still curled up in all the pillows and blankets, snoring softly. He smiled and walked into the bathroom closing the door with a soft click.