Pizzicato
Author's Note/Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Knight.
Note: Some...brotherly love.
Operetta
Haruka stepped out on to the balcony of the clock tower and inhaled the fresh winter air. The rush of air down into his lungs made him shiver. His eyes wavered back and forth as he glanced at the ground. In one graceful movement, he found his back placed against the cold ground.
"Why hello, Rido."
Rido grinned. "Hello to you too, Haru."
Haruka narrowed his eyes at his older brother who in return, smirked impishly.
"I take it that you're enjoying yourself," Haruka said, keeping an impassive face. His glimpsed at his brother's hand. "You're not really going to do that, are you?"
Rido kept his smirk. "I wouldn't kill my precious baby brother, would I?"
The corner of his lips curved.
"You're not that innocent," Haruka commented, shifting his face away from Rido.
Innocence.
"No one's completely innocent, Haruka. For example..." Rido said as he cupped his younger brother's face. "Father. He's not the easiest person to get along with. We all know that. And he's at fault for this whole entire...catastrophe," he finished, jerking Haruka's face closer to his. "Isn't that right?"
Haruka's eyes averted into the opposite direction. "And you're not completely innocent for trying to kill me?"
"Oh..." Rido chuckled lightly. "Haruka, I would never do that..." he said, moving his face down to his brother's neck.
The blood in Haruka's veins stopped pulsing. Rido's face was at the base of his neck. He nipped at the sensitive area of skin, making his victim flinch. Haruka felt the sharp, incisors sensually puncture their way into his cold skin. He moaned in pain as Rido licked and sucked at his neck, allowing the blood to drain into his mouth. Haruka lifelessly stared at the scenery above him.
"Feeling better?" Rido asked, licking his lips.
No reply.
"Your blood tastes a lot better than Juuri's," he smirked. "I guess I should come to you more often."
Still, no reply.
Rido licked his fingers and paused as he stopped as he came to his index finger. "You didn't know? Juuri's blood is bitter." He licked his finger. "But you've never tried it."
Haruka's expression softened as Rido bent down and stroked his neck.
"For one so bitter, your blood is sweet."
Haruka snarled and sat up in a swift motion, snapping his jaws at his attacker's face. He was infuriated. Furious. Livid. Full of rage.
Rido clucked his tongue in disapproval, as he wrapped his hand around Haruka's neck. "Rest," he murmured into his ear. "And then you can taste her blood."
Taboo.
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Haruka closed his eyes and felt the light string of the drifting snow. He could smell his blood. It was a soft and sweet scent that tickled his own nose. Ignoring the scent, he drew in the winter air.
Drifting ever so slowly from the dark sky...
"Haru?"
He frowned.
"What's wrong?"
"Go away."
Juuri grinned. "I came to say hi."
Pain. Haruka felt the blade in his wound twist. His eyes fluttered open. He placed his left arm over his eyes and exhaled. The feeling he felt whenever he was around his sister would never be the same again.
"You're so funny!"
It was a smile he'd never feel the same about...
"Now! Put your hand on my waist, and step out with your left foot!"
...Ever again.
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