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This is told from Zero's point of view.

Acid

The thing that started as a fleeting shadow at the edge of my mind, suddenly settled ominously. Throughout the years, it was like a dark mist, ever creeping closer… and closer… and closer.

Then suddenly, it was as if for the past few months that mist was on steroids. "BAM!" It lurched, it leaped, and it dived for my sanity and rationality.

It was as if page after page of a long story was turned every night, and I gad just reached the climax.

But I realized as the shadowy mist burned and corroded the deepest part of my brain, my secrets, and my will to live, that the mist wasn't a mist at all. In fact, it was acid.

Acid born from the heart. Acid born from the mark on his neck, where a pureblood first sowed the seeds of poison.

Acid, Yes Acid. And it threatened to overtake him. Already he could barely remember his name, and meaning it held.

Zero Zero. Zero,

Meaningless words tumbled out of meaningless people. The more they whispered my name, the more it'd mean less to me. And the acid that corroded my mind didn't make me feel any better.

What jumpstarted this burning torture? What could possibly stop me from eventually degrading into noth8ing but a primal beast? What could stop me from hurting my friends, (I only have one), and hurting the foolish, fawning, yet kind man who took care of me. Would I betray my family's society, the Vampire Hunter's Association? Would I? Could I? Would I betray the bane of my existence, Yuuki Cross?

With so much thoughts tumbling about in my head, it is only natural that it will permeate despair into my body. The acid ate away faster… and faster.

Strain from being awake at night, because of my existence, and being awake during the day to keep up my façade as a normal student. After all, monster or not, sleep is essential to one's well being.

I could care less.

If being awake during the day would allow me a glimpse or a conversation with her, then I could endure.

Sadly, my body thought otherwise. Even the blood tablets which I detested (It tasted so…fake), but kept me from hunting humans, failed me. I threw up the tablets. The acid, I recognized finally, was bloodlust.

I was craving blood, fresh human blood. Although it repulsed me, my fangs itched to be used, to tear, and to taste.

I suppose my health falling and the façade wasn't as completely soundproof as I thought it was. Eventually, Yuuki's large brown eyes followed me with suspicion. How could she not? Ever since we were young, Yuuki has been like a mother, sister, playmate, and perhaps… to me…something more.

She found out the truth, my dark truth, in the most horrible way. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, and yet I have to say, Your blood was the sweetest thing I've ever tasted.