Disclaimer: Do not own the characters or plot of Vampire Knight

Main Pairings: Akatsuki/OC, Zero/OC and Kaname/Yuuki

Side Pairings: Shiki/Rima/Ichijou, others undecided

Author's Note: I had to take out the ending scene from this chapter because it wasn't coming along as I had hoped but now that I think it over, it will be better as an opening than an ending. So after a two week wait I think, here comes chapter four. And like the last chapter title, this one doesn't have particular meaning for this chapter but for the fic as a whole, so don't go strain yourself looking for the title meaning. Have fun.

Chapter Four – The Trouble with Memories

I was five when it began. My transition from Humanity to Monster. I was ripped from my body and slowly put back bound together with something sinister and grotesque. It had been the worst time in my life; getting used to the beast that raged against my breast, detaching me from the rest of the weak creatures I once was. It craved blood and soon so did I.

"Sit down, back straight, and chin up. Have proper decorum for once. Do you not think that I deserve that after all the years I had to smooth down the ruffian you are? You were born to be useful in the war not to dawdle like an innocent child." The Headmaster looked at me with barely masked contempt. Of course he had to mask such base feelings. He had to keep his image pleasing to anyone who happened to see it; with the obvious exception of his legitimate daughter.

"I am very disappointed in you; ignoring your instructions is not suitable. I might have to reeducate you in following your orders. You don't want that do you?" He raised a thin blond brow, showing enjoyment in doing what he seemed to be reluctant in threatening. It did work; I didn't want to relive those harsh early days. My shiver was hard to catch and with poise I sat regally on the edge of the red velvet covered chair that had set in front of the Headmaster's desk for years. I positioned my legs together and slanted to the left, right foot curved behind the other. I folded petite hands neatly in my lap. I perfected this sitting position early in life. He expected no less.

He eyed me with disdain and I thought, I really should have reported back my missions; this meeting would have been shorter. I hate this.

I bore the heavy gaze with a cold face; eyes stuck to the shiny would of his desk. If I wasn't mistaken I could see the slightest of cracks down the middle and it looked like it had been sealed with a thin strip of dark brown tape matching the shade of wood.

He eyed me with calculating light honey, wheels turning swiftly in his head. I could feel a plan forming in that twisted mind of his. I had a feeling it wouldn't be in my favor.

I lifted my eyes to him and watched as he opened his mouth to speak. I mentally took a deep breath and prepared for the worst.

A pile of books was dropped roughly on the empty space to my left and my head vibrated at the impact. I groaned not even bothering to greet my loving but not all there sister. She had just heightened the migraine that had been thudding at my temples since father had opened his mouth.

"Hey! Headmaster must have really missed you! He didn't let you leave his office for three hours and you totally missed Tuesday homeroom, Literature History and some math stuff that I forget the name of. I'm not really good at it, but Zero usually helps me out! He is so cool. Not cooler than you though, so don't worry he didn't replace you. I don't think there would be somebody that could replace you 'cuz sometimes you can like switch personalities yah know? And I don't think I know anybody else who has MPD…Not that I'm saying you have that!" With my eyes closed and head cradled in my arms I could picture her face going from happy, to dazed, to horrified as she continued on her weird if not mindless rant.

I mumbled nonsense in response. I wanted to go back to that tiny cramped room and fall right into that stiff bed and sleep for a couple of hours. That interaction with father had taken a toll on my mind and body.

To our far right the heavy metal door of the classroom slammed open or shut I couldn't tell. I heard Yuu tumble in to her seat and a reactive snort behind us. I suspected it to be that smug faced silver head.

"Ms. Cross, you will obey school rules and pay attention! Not laze about like that slummy girl beside you! I expected better of the girl who had grown in a learning environment but I see the years away have stripped you of your sensibility and the appropriate actions for a school." Oh, this guy. Did he never learn the term uptight because he is the personification of it. He needs to put down the books and get a life.

Disregarding his order, I slumped in my seat and took a lovely doze. Who said I had to pay attention anyway? School was not going to further my career. Death was.

Someone (rude) shoved my shoulder and knocked me out of a pleasant dream of normalcy. Said rude person was none other than Zero I have Stick up Butt.

"I see where Yuuki get's her ideals from, though I have to admit the Headmaster didn't do anything to stop them. Class is over. Get up." Before I could respond, Silver Head walked away and for the fourth time in two minutes I stiffened under his rudeness. Did he never learn proper manners? From what Father told me, he had been raised a Vampire Hunter and I've only come across polite, albeit stern Hunters. I have never met one like him. Then again, what Hio Shizuka did to his family and him apparently rocked his world upside down. And instead of gathering strength this idiot became insecure and weakened by memories.

"Become friends with Mr. Kiryu. He is someone to watch. As of late he has been getting out of hand. My dear sweet Yuuki…"

I was made to follow orders. And follow them I shall.

I turned to Yuuki and nodded my head to the door, heading off to the next class on my schedule. Yuuki caught up a second later; a light blonde who wore a pensive expression in tow. I figured her to be Yori, the only person in the Day Class she wrote about.

"You will integrate yourself with the students." The command burned into my lower back.

I smiled slightly at her; I really am not a nice smiler; I'm used to sneers, smirks and nasty upturns of the lips. I was a tiny bit glad I didn't make her slink back in awkwardness.

"Hi, I am Aikira. Yuuki's older sister? You're Yori, right?" At her nod, I continued, "Yuuki writes about you all the time. It'd make me jealous if I wasn't aware of my superiority." Yuuki blank faced, but Yori's lips rose fractionally. I was starting to like her.

"Yuuki talks about you as well. She really looks up to you." Yuuki blushed and looked away. We were nearing the Physics room when she spoke quietly. She didn't want Yuu to hear. "She's happier than she's been in a long time." I raised an eyebrow but turned away. I didn't want to hear that. It made what I had to do so much harder. Someone else cared for her; another I had to destroy. Humans, the lot of them, were too much damage.

If in the end, I managed to break free from the torment at the earliest possible moment, I could spare their lives.

"You are happy."

"Shut up."

"Happy, Happy!"

Growl.

"HAPPY!"

I grabbed Yuu's shoulder and wrestled her to her bed. I grinned widely at her gleaming eyes. "Happy Time is not available at the moment. Please call back in five months."

Yuu furrowed her brow. "But you're not on the phone, Kira." I rolled my eyes and sighed.

"Whatever, I have to patrol with you tonight. So, I'll meet you at the Night Class Dorms when they open. The gaggling girls are known for their viciousness. I want to see. For right now, I plan to take a nap. You can never have too much sleep." Not when the sweet promise of blood whispers so urgently in your ear.

These damn girls were like wiggly chits; always moving with loud squeals and sighs as their soundtracks. How Yuuki and Zero could stand this day by day is beyond me. Alone, the noise the crazy herd made would've done me in long ago. The huge mass of shrieking girls (&a few guys) added on. Today, they (Yuu& Silver Head) managed to get them into a fenced lined ring. A shape twittered in the corner of my eye; it looked oddly like the stiff necked teacher who had given me that uptight lecture of his.

"Yuuki!" I went alert at Silver Head's exclamation a few feet from me and searched for my sister. The sight had me pausing in confusion. Yuuki was in the middle of a crowd of Kaname supporters. I knew this because they wore a button that said "Marry me, oh handsome sex god Kaname" on their uniform breast pocket. Someone had shoved a picket sign into her hand that splayed a very naked painting of Kaname. I did not want to know where the artist got the inspiration.

And oh, The Night Class Gate was opening…Poor, little Yuu. She never had a chance.

I shook my head at the ridiculous picture the group made and switched to watch the Night Class' parade. They performed as such; the only thing missing was the marching band.

I eyed them with empty eyes, but disgruntled thoughts. Old instinct was kicking in; it always did when the sweet stench of Vampire came near me. It had gotten worse because of my close contact with father, who influenced the direction of my mind and opinion when I wasn't in control. I wasn't at the moment, too weak from the lashing memories that had plunged into action when I stepped into father's office.

There was one who stood out in the swarm and my chest tightened at the sight. He would try to take her away from me. He would take her for himself and I'd never see my beautiful one again. He, the same one who couldn't protect her; Kuran Kaname: The Dark eyed Devil. My archnemesis.

The beast inside recognized the threat and clawed against my breast, needing to rip and tear and bloody the stoic aristocrat. I'm ashamed to say my thoughts lingered on the brat longer than I wished.

I was standing in front of the screechy gaggle of girls to the right, nearest the gates, with Silver Head left and in front of the middle and Yuuki in the group of rabid fans further down. I was treated to the full onslaught of the blood drinkers.

Like their kind often was, they were beautiful. Some, quietly, others dramatic and some had an awkward beauty. Giving them a once over and a wide berth (I didn't want them to accidently touch me or something) I noticed that some stood out more than others.

The first after Kaname (the stealer) was a male; gold blond and ice blue eyes. The appeal must have been his flirty and boyish behavior; other than that I couldn't see the attraction. They called him Idol Sempai.

Ichijou Takuma came second. I had met him briefly as a child and he remained quietly charming. I do recall him being a little playful though.

Dispersed through the human girls ringing squeal of Shiki filled the air. I didn't know who that was but guessed him to be the broody one. High school girls often went for that type.

There were females as well but as I wasn't interested in marveling their fucking superiority in the beauty department and I chose to focus elsewhere. In doing so I caught eyes with the fucker from the night before. It soothed fractionally that he wasn't the grinning loon from then. Maybe it was a night thing?

He was at the back of the crowd, lagging behind in a pompously relaxed stance, hands settled casually in blazer pockets. The fading light sharpened the golden tint of his skin; darkening the crimson in his amber irises. Tracing the defined bone of his cheek, I felt the urge to butterfly my delicate fingers over it, wishing to feel the velvety texture of his skin and hard bone.

He was eyeing the crowd of girls with mildly concealed disdain. The expression only served to bring out the definition of his bone structure. Handsome git.

I sucked in a breath as he neared my spot in his leisurely pace. They way he breezed by, I had the feeling that hadn't even noticed me standing there.

Due, to the plaguing going on up there, the swell of disappointment was overbearing and much to there to control. And it showed on my face.

"Patrols begin promptly as the light fades. I expect you to accompany my darling Yuuki. Protect her. If something manages to harm her in any way, you will pay for it with blood. You are here for the sole purpose to protect Yuuki and to fulfill my needs and wants. Your end is near. Do you want hers to be as well?" Runes long forgotten carved themselves into the small of my back, the burn harsh and lasting.

"I don't want you ruining my plans. You will do as I tell you. All for her…"

The sun had reached high in the sky for such an early hour of morning. And with it, the light hit the planes of the retired Hunter's face and the evil brimming behind glass showed itself for all to see.

I couldn't hear his mumbling that tracked his demands but I could grasp every other word. Seeing that I was no longer needed or wanted I stood and walked to the door.

"Resurrection… Rido…poor Juri…necessary…all for her…" Hearing nothing but nonsense I ignored it. Useless rambles of the old; surely, he had lived through many regrets.

Woohoo, chapter four and still rolling. Not a long chapter. What would you readers prefer? Long chapters or short? The differece would be on the waiting period but not by many days. Interesting things coming up next chapter and more of Kira's past because what a dark one it is. Did you guys, like? Do you wanna share it with me?

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