Kuran
By the way Aidou Sayori was digging her fangs into her bottom lip the Kuran Princess could tell she was not comfortable with this subject, even the shy glances from Souen Ruka –her anchor for over the past six years- weren't giving her an ounce of the support she desperately needed in this dark hour.
"A-are you sure?" Yori whispered, lowering her tea glass to its platter and setting that on the table. Her sun kissed face was rosier than usual, perhaps from the conversation. "Could, er, Rido-sama even do that?"
"Of course, he could." Ruka tapped her sharp nails against the clothed table and glanced around the room. "In fact, he could be in this very room right now." Yuuki's eyes shot in the direction of the darkness and then back at Ruka.
"Rue, not funny."
"I'm just saying."
"Well…don't." The Kuran Princess leaned further back into her chair, balancing it on the two back legs and letting her head lull back and her eyes closed. No one else in the house. Okaa-sama and Otou-sama are in Kobe for the week and Onii-sama is at a Council meeting…perfect. "I hate thinking that that three-thousand year old bastard would be in my house when Kaname isn't home…I think you could understand my fear as to why."
Yori's hand covered her mouth and she leaned forward. "You don't think he'd…um; take advantage of you to get an heir, do you?"
"Yes, Yori-chan, yes I do. You didn't see the way he looked at me, or how he attacked me…And his eyes –they're the strangest color…" Ruka's hand touched her shoulder and she smiled, soft and beautiful.
"Did you tell Kaname-sama?"
"No, I don't want to be locked up again. I was born in secret because of Rido and I'll be forced back into hiding because of him. I'm. Not. Running."
Ruka and Sayori sighed and continued their 'brunch' with some lighter conversation.
Kuruizaki
Maria was at it again, Zero and Ichiru mused. Seven-year-old Kiryuu Kyra was following her around like a puppy trying to comfort the raging Pureblood as her demands for order fell on deaf ears.
"Maria-sama," Kyra cooed, handing the silver haired woman a glass of bloodwine, happy to have her mistress's attention. "Your plane is leaving in a few hours, your bags are packed and your car is ready." Kyra's short blonde curls bounced as she ran back to the staircase and into the closet under the stairs, slamming and locking the door as Maria pounced on it, slashing at the door with her fist.
"Get back out her you little know it all!" She shrieked and Ichiru finally stepped in, catching his wife around the waist and over his shoulder causing her to yelp. "I-Ichiru-kun..?" Zero couldn't help but laugh, earning a death glare from his younger sister. "Shut up, Zero!"
"Arigato, Kyra-chan. We'll be back in six months, make sure Zero-kun doesn't go crazy or hang himself. There's money on the table, in your proper room." Ichiru had taken a shine to the girl –after the terrible twos and the crying was over- and cut her out to be the couple's perfect little assistant. But Maria, forever the opposite, spent her time making the girl's life miserable. For instance the closest room under the staircase that Maria banished Kyra to a week before. Zero had been wondering where Kyra had been disappearing to and had found her in the coat closet only to learn that Maria had been reading the Harry Potter books and liked the idea of banishing a child to a closet. Zero rolled his eyes.
"Hai!" Kyra squeaked from the inside. Ichiru walked out the door and away with the furious Kuruizaki princess to their car and next to Fiji. It was in the family to travel as much as possible, whenever possible. Shizuka had been at an old family manor house next to the family graves for some time –said she needed to stay there for a while and think. With so much going on everyone seemed to be getting away, leaving Zero and Kyra the only residence of the house.
"Kyra…you know she's gone. You can come out now."
"No."
Curious Zero stood next to the door. "What are you doing in there?"
"Reading." Zero opened the door to glare down at the little girl who bore a lightning bolt scar of her forehead drawn with a red marker and round glasses, holding a book with the male version of her on the cover.
"What the…?"
"Maria."
"Oh." He shut the door again and walked away.
Kuran
A cool breeze brushed the back of Yuuki's neck and she turned, only to be shoved back against the opposite wall of the corridor a very male push pushing against the back of hers. She cried out and pale hands brushed the hair away from her neck, cold sinking into her skin making her shiver, before her captor leaned down and pressed a kiss to the base of her throat setting fire to her body.
She growled. It felt good…and wrong.
The hands seized her shoulders and she lashed out, kicking and clawing, but this only made him laugh.
Rido…Her blood pulsed faster and he nuzzled almost lovingly into her neck, lower lips tracing her jaguar vein. Imprinting, licking, mesmerizing her scent. His words were small murmurs that she couldn't hear through his open mouthed kisses and the violent scrape of his fangs that marred her perfect skin.
"Yuu-ki…" His hands moved down to hers, locked onto her wrist and moved them across the wall, over her head and pinned them there. Caging her. His fingers laced with hers and locked together as he pushed her harder against the wall; making her neck arch.
His fangs sunk into her skin deeply, not feeding, but draining.
Killing her with his roughness and impatience.
She felt violated and helpless, everything she hated about herself welling into her and bled out through the multiple wounds her was creating on her neck and shoulders. She felt numb and wondered how sick someone had to be to actually enjoythis. She moaned as his tongue lathered her rapidly healing wounds and she gripped his fingers laced with hers. Kaname, her parents, her friends...she couldn't seem to remember any of their faces right now. Did they really exist? Where were they now? In this moment all Yuuki knew was her, Rido and heat. His hands over her body made her feel alive for a few fleeting seconds until his lust was slatted…
The warmth and cool that had crashed over her now pulled away.
…and Rido disappeared, without a trace, into the shadows his a devilish smirk on his face. And Yuuki...felt her heart ache, her hands reaching out for someone who wasn't there as she slid onto the floor, drawing her legs together and holding them to her chest. Waiting for the guilt and pain and disgust to come…but it didn't. As if it had never been there; Rido had taken it away.
She couldn't feel.
Don't cry, don't cry…She cooed to herself and, for once, she held everything in.
*Peaks out from behind sheild* Are you all mad? *Dodges tomatos* I'm sorry! I was having writer's block and...and...excuses excuses, well I'm back I've mostlikely lost a reader. Damnit now I'm going to start talking to myself again. I re-read the story, gathered my thoughts, got off my ass and typed. It's now...3: 50 now. Love you all. Yes, I've created a love square : Yuuki, Kaname, Zero and now Rido.
What can I say I love the drama...and the bad guys. Heehee. So I've got the suspenseful tea party, funny HP scene and *pulls at shirt collar* rather...um, steamy scene with Rido and Yuuki (I wrote it myself) and there will be more of those to tame my own personal demons. I know where this story is going (train wreck I might be driving) I swear I'll continue writing.
Show me that there are still people out there!
~QueenVamp