A/n: Your gonna hate me for this one X3
Chapter Eight - Passion
Only a struggle twists sentimentality and lust together into love. - E. M. Forster
Before Kaname was down the the rough road that tapered into the distance later that day, Yuuki had aquired the letter-opener from Kaname's study. With a few comments to her servants she was left entirely alone. Kaname had left Kain and Ruka as her guards, trusting them to stick to his ban on giving Yuuki attention, and allowing him to take his more imposing looking guards with him to the conference. It would not do to show that he had teenagers as his protection. She wasnt entirely sure what she was going to do... she just knew she needed to be alone, and to aquire a weapon. Her tasks done, she sat on the end of her four-post bed, the small dagger in her hands. Twirling it rather unskillfully, she began to think...
Was she really considering it? a way out...? The curse of the purebloods... Vampirism... or was it to live forever in this hell unless brutally killed by their own kind... this hell...this solitude... the damned... do I have a choice...?
She had a choice. The cold purity of the metal before her seemed enticing. She began to remember...
Yuuki burst into Zero's room, arms flung wide, heart tight with panic. She lept and knocked the Bloody Rose from his hand, pinning him to his bed the ache in her chest building... she felt sick... if she had been a moment later...
Zero looked into her eyes for a split second, deeply, before flipping her over so that Yuuki was now the one pinned to the dark green bed... despite her panic, a lurch in her stomach, and ache... responded to him pinning her down... against sheets that smelled so strongly of him...
He points the gun at himself... tells her to shoot... she refuses. She cant. Not to anyone, least of all to him, she cant do it.
Selfish... couldn't help him... for his own good? no. You did it solely for you, you wanted to keep him... against his will... was what she did anything different from what Kaname was doing to her? this forced life...
He said he would kill her... was this saving him the trouble...?
These thoughts... he knew them better then anybody... if only she could talk to him about it...
Images flashed through her mind... if they did it together... ended this misery... coiled around each other for eternity... finally at rest...
She knew what she had to do...
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A dank underground bar shed scant light on Zero's moonlight hair as he waited for his target. He had a clear shot from this allyway and hopefully could avoid any trouble at all. He was tired, but determined. He wanted at least one kill to check off his list for the night. He sensed his target getting up to leave, but not the back way as he expected, but through a side door. Cursing he crept around the corner right into the middle of a large group leaving at once... humans... humans... humans... where was that lifeless bastard... THERE!
Swiftly moving through the crowd with almost feline grace, he drew Bloody Rose from his coat pocket.
"What do you think you're playing at eh!" Two drunks began to shove each other back and forth, a fight ring of people formed, cutting Zero off from his target. Cursing again, he elbowed his way to the center. He pulled the ruffians apart only to have three of their friends jump on his back.
"I... Hate...IDIOTS!" with each word a man went flying... they were no match for him sober let along drunk out of their minds. He hated drinking... hated the removal of inhibitions... hated not to be in control of your own actions and hated those who thought it was a clever and fun idea to do so. He lost his patience entirely, he elbowed aside the last inebriated bystanders, and seized the former human hiding amoungst them. Holding his targets shirt firmly, he fired his gun into the air, scattering the crowd as quickly as it had amassed.
A chill wind swept trash aside as it funnelled down the allyway... The hair on the back of Zero's neck stood up. Oblivious to his captive pathetic struggles he listened for something that wasnt a sound. Something was wrong. Very wrong.
In one fluid motion Zero tucked the order of execution into the vampiric drunkard's pocket, kicked his legs out from underneath him, and shot him directly between the eyes, in-mid run towards the distant woods.
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At first he thought the iminent danger he had scented was from his own and Yagari's residence, but as he broke through the brambles surrounding it, it was clear it was further away. Just as suddenly as it came to him, the danger dissapated, then was replaced with a scent he both despised and loved, rejected and needed... in such amounts that his heart almost stopped with the realisation of its source.
"No... Yuuki...!"
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He'd never ran so far so fast in his entire life, the terror driving him made no allowances for holding back. As the dilapidated house came into veiw the stupidity of advancing on a house this well guarded from the front entrance occured to him. In his panic, breath tearing through his lungs, drawing his gun at the sky, he unleashed the full power of his bloody rose. Thorny vines cut deep into his arms and torso, unfurling towards the sky with grace known only to plants. The vines reached two times Zero's height above him, three times his height, in the matter of seconds. There was a fraction of a moments pause, the deep breath before the plunge, and the vines lept explosively into the ground at his feet.
He stood on a pinnacle of earth, in the centre of a crater six feet deep, and twelve wide, thorns twirling around him. His voice deep with emotion, he instructed them simply...
"Again...!"
As the Bloody Rose burst once again into the ground, a few of the vines wrapped tighter around Zero, sprouting a few scant leaves in an attempt to shelter their master from the debris raining down upon him as they tumbled through the ceiling of an underground storage room. Thanking his cocoon with a few gentle touches, Zero stepped forward, regaining his bearings. There was but one door, but it led in the opposite direction to where he needed to be. As he stood there frowning, a vine tapped his shoulder to gain his attention. Twining around his ankles like a cat, it unfurled a single black rose towards several creepers that were treating the wall facing his goal as trellis. Nodding consent, plants that could make short work of a stone wall in a few years did so in seconds. And to the next wall, and the next. Leaving a path of destruction in his wake Zero sped towards the room in which that terrifying amount of liquid seduction lay.
His energy and power almost spent, he lent in the gaping hole in the last wall keeping him from her. The fueless Bloody Rose began to shrink back into its dormant form, the dust of stone and mortar settling over the exuberant surroundings like a fine cloud of ash... turning the room to snow. His will to go forward left his heart, but his body continued, to within sight of the bed. His eye trailed from smooth pampered bare feet, along the silver-blue and blood red expanse... a blood stained hand holding and equally marred minature dagger to silk strained tight over a toned flat stomach... he held his breath... More red silk... glistening red flesh... porcelain neck... mahogany curls surrounded a face obscured by milky white fingers.
His chest imploded. He was too late...
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Air ripped from his lungs as he released his imprisoned breath, as the silk shifted to a sitting position, arm sheilding her eyes as she looked up at him, Yuuki groaned...
"Ow! Zero! you got stone dust in my eyes you idiot!" she squeaked, rubbing her eyes furiously.
Cursing as he crossed the distance between them in two strides, lifting her off the bed into his arms, he whispered heatedly into her neck.
"You idiot..."
He pressed his lips to hers...
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A/n: It doesnt scroll any further, quit trying. X3 more coming I promise.