Promise of an Eternity
Kaname sat down on the bed and held out his arms to me. "Yuki, come here."
When I just looked at him in confusion, he sighed, reached up, took my hands, and gently took my stiff but unresisting body to his lap and into his arms. He held me, resting his cheek on top of my head. My face was pressed against the crook of his neck and I inhaled his scent. It was the fragrance of a million roses.
I realized suddenly that while I'd been breathing in familiarity and security, I'd also been relaxing. With a sigh, I curled into him.
"Better?" Kaname murmured.
""Better," I said. "Kaname, I really don't know…"
"Don't." His arms tightened around me and then gentled again. "Right now don't worry about me and Shiki and anybody else. Right now its just us. I am here and we belong to each other. My blood says so."
"Why," I asked still curled in his arms. "Why are you still here, still willing to be with me even when you know about Shiki?"
"Because I love you," he said simply. "I loved you for as long as I remember, and I am going to love you for the rest of my eternity."
Tears stung my eyes and I blinked hard, trying not to cry. "But Kaname… Shiki… I don't really know what to do about Shiki."
"I know."
Instead of pulling away from me, his arms tightened around me. "Its going to be okay," he said, sounding like he really meant it.
Still in his arms, I leaned back so I could meet his gaze. "Kaname, you are entirely too jealous for me to believe its ok for you if I'm with another guy."
"I didn't say its okay with me. I definitely wont like it, but I don't want to be without you."
"That's just too weird," I replied.
He took my chin in his hand when I tried to look away from him. I stared at him. Kaname's eyes were bright with tears. He looked so much older than the eighteen-year old appearance he usually has, that it almost scared me. "I don't want to make you sad," I said. "I don't want to mess your life."
"Then stop trying to send me away from you. We belong together."
At that, I felt my heart stop. It is like something that has been keeping my heart together stopped functioning. I wanted to break. How can I let him suffer like this? "I… I'm sorry" I stuttered… that was weird. I hardly stutter.
He smiled. "What for? There is nothing to be sorry for." He was still embracing me. his embrace was so gentle like it was the only real thing in the whole world. Well, at least that is what I wished for.