I was shivering, so hard that I was in pain. I was so cold. Snow was falling all around me, sticking to my already damp coat, my hair, my face as I stared up towards the clouded sky. It was stained red. It was all stained red. I was so intrigued by that unfamiliar color, so drawn to it-that I brought it up close to my face-intent on getting a closer look. "Don't touch that." Kaname told me gently as he pulled my gloved hand from my face, helping me to my feet. It was Kaname. I knew him. He saved me, again. I began to tremble. I wasn't alone here. It might have been from the frozen air, but I was scared, or maybe I was so relieved to be looking up into his eyes, I didn't know which. "What's the matter?" he asked me so kindly, kneeling down to my level. "Where you scared?" he wrapped me in his warm embrace. "You're safe now." he whispered against my hair. "I won't ever let anyone hurt you again."

I opened my eyes sometime later completely disturbed by my surroundings. I felt lost, unsure as to where I was, how I had even gotten here. There were lingering feelings in my heart; such sadness, insecurity, a looming sense of loss. Darkness was taking hold of my mind, pulling me down.

I was groggy, not sure when I had fallen asleep, or how long I had been asleep for, what time it was. But I just wanted to shut my eyes once more, lean back into the cushions, and sleep once more, submit myself to an eternity of darkness.

This definitely wasn't my bedroom, though. There was no sense of security here, this unknown bed, no comfort. This wasn't the Academy. I had half a mind to call out to my father, utterly frightened, when an unfamiliar ache took root in the back of my throat, cutting off any chance of calling out for help. It startled me. It was almost like a sort of lump you feel when you want to cry a whole bunch, only severely dry and scratchy.

I reached up to touch that unfamiliar ache, so frightened by it.

Like I was so very thirsty.

I cleared my throat in an attempt to rid myself of the discomfort, and sat up, noticing I had been tucked into my new unfamiliar bed. I stared down at the perfectly aligned sheets, running my palm over their smoothness.

Kaname's scent lingered slightly on the air.

Of coarse it was thirst. I was a human no more.

To much was happening all at once. A new home, all of my lost memories returned to me in a such a rush. I had no friends in this unfamiliar place, no parents to tuck me into bed at night, tell me stories, that everything was fine, that I was fine. Words I was always craving; it's all right.

I looked down at the carefully set sheets. I smoothed my hand over their silkened texture once more.

I did have something else, I realized as my eyes filled with tears.

My brother.

My Kaname.

My love.

I've never wanted anyone as much as I wanted to be with him.

I was being selfish. All my life I had been looked after; so very loved and taken care of, oblivious to the real world, all the horrors and tragedies that existed outside of my safe little garden that was the academy. And even before that, when my parents kept me locked up and hidden away. I had had the Headmaster to look after me-Kaname had always made sure that I was never alone, always checking up on me, making sure I was safe and comfortable. But who did he have? For all those year when he was a stranger to me, no more then a distant friend, who cared for him? Who put him to bed all those nights when the thunder raged and the solitude became unbearable? Who told him that everything was going to be alright when nothing felt right at all, held him tightly through the darkness? Who was there for Kaname?

My hearted ached for him.

And though I had him, he didn't have me.

I began to cry, hot tears stinging my eyes, streaming down my face.

I couldn't bare the thought of Kaname being alone a second longer.

I tossed the bedclothes aside, not sure exactly where I was going. I just followed the scent of him, the smell I have always loved, even when I was a human. It filled this house, so much so that it seemed even though it was empty with no family to return to, he still spent time here, in these memories.

I began to run down the long hallways blindly.

I just wanted to be together, to feel him, to touch him, to tell him that he didn't have to be alone anymore.

I found him in a matter of minutes, carelessly throwing a door open where I knew he stood behind. He was standing in front of a bookcase, admiring some framed photos that where there. At the sound of the door crashing into the wall he looked my way. So tall and so beautiful.

How could he possibly be all mine?

I was in his arms before he could utter a word. I pulled him tightly too me, wrapping my arms around his back, as if I were hanging onto my only lifeline left in this world. Perhaps he was.

"Yuuki?" Kaname embraced me back, stroking my hair gently. His voice held a hint of stress, not knowing why I was having such a fit. "What's the matter?"

"I love you!" I blurted out through my tears. "Kaname, I love you."

His hand slipped out of my hair, down my cheek to tilt my chin up. His eyes burned into mine. His thumb gently brushed away my tears. He leaned down and kissed me so passionately that I would have surly ended up in a heap on the floor had he not been holding me to him. "I love you, Yuuki." he whispered against my lips before stealing my breath once more.

My heart began to settle, with that quiet declaration.