another new long-ish chapter told from Zero's point of view regarding his time with Yuuki at Cross Academy.

disclamation: I do not own 'Vampire Knight', at all. if I did, I would really whip the Viz Media staff to produce the anime further into the story's chapters, especially now that the newer manga, 'Vampire Knight Memories', is out. quite a twist, huh? anywho, the rights of ownership with the manga, itself, are reserved for Matsuri Hino-san.

After our patrol of the switch over between the Day Class and the Night Class, Yuuki immediately headed to the headmaster's kitchen. I did not know what she was hoping to accomplish when she pulled out that chocolate bar from the cupboard and began to chop it up, but whatever she planned to do with it, she should have had the sense to stop it.

Then, Yuuki got that expression on her face she had whenever she looked like she was thinking of that Kaname Kuuran while she continued to chop up the chocolate bar. So much for not having decided if she wanted to give it to him. Then, she looked as though she suddenly needed to remind herself of her duties as a guardian prefect and the reason she kept telling the rest of us and herself that she was even giving Kaname Kuran a gift of Valentine's chocolates in the first place; 'a token of her appreciation', as she had originally phrased it.

How did I even know all of this? I was standing right by the kitchen doorway as she was making her chocolates. That, however, was right when I finally realized just what I was doing and made my move to run for the hallway before I could get aroused by the scent of my Yuuki's blood at any moment soon. But then, I heard her voice say…

Yuuki Cross: A token of my appreciation_ WHOA!

Yep, I would just about say that she tried to play cool with her knife and tried to catch it in midair. Sometimes, I swore that it was just like she simply did not think, at all. I then could smell the scent of her blood. Obviously, that meant that she was most likely bleeding now.

I had to get away from there before I turned into a bloodthirsty vampire and attacked my precious little Yuuki. I absolutely refused to be compared to the vampire who had attacked her as a child. I ran, well powerwalked, as far away from the kitchen as I possibly could, but I did not powerwalk fast enough to avoid the smell of her blood finding its way to my nostrils. That was when I really began to get antsy about the scent of her blood.

I finally stopped when I got to the nearest window and grabbed onto the curtain for support as I dropped to the floor. That was when I heard a voice talk to me.

Voice: Ignoring it and running away won't change what's happened.

It was Kaien Cross, my so-called foster father and the idiot headmaster of Cross Academy. Give me a break! He was (one of) the last people I had wanted to see me in this state.

Idiot Headmaster: I don't know why you insist on pushing yourself to the limit like this.

I did not need any of his false condolences. I had it bad enough without him making another unhelpful attempt at trying to act as my parental figure.

Yours Truly: Shut up!

I tried to get back up on my own like I was always determined to, but it was to no avail when I only fell right back down onto the floor beneath the curtain. I latched onto my chest and held it tightly. Then, Kaien Cross held a glass of water and something else out in both of his hands to me.

Idiot Headmaster: It'll ease the pain. Take it.

It was one of those despicable blood tablets that my body only continued to hate so much I gagged them right back up from my throat every time I had tried to take even just one. I at first looked at it with desperation, then with disdain. That was when I smacked both the water glass and the blood tablet away. Kaien Cross just got back up from there.

Idiot Headmaster: These attacks seem to be occurring more frequently, don't they? I'm afraid things will only get harder going forward. There's no going back with this. I'm sorry, but you do understand, don't you?

I did not even want to hear this. Of course, I understood that there was no going back with my vampiric transformation from that night. Being reminded of it, however, was the last thing I needed at that exact moment.