I sighed as I watched Kaname leave through the window. His car was pulling away at a slow pace as if the car itself was attuned to my thinking. The heavy metal gate opened to make way for the departing car. I watched until I could no longer see the black, tiny limousine.

'He's gone on business again…' I moved away from the window and began to make up our bed. A blush tinted my cheeks as the night before flashed into my mind.

Flashback

"Yuki…" Kaname had sighed as he kissed me once more. Many a time when he kissed me, his lips would be moving but I wouldn't get any audio. I'd shrugged this off, but my curiosity wasn't satisfied.

"Kaname.." I mumbled against his lips; my hands pushed at his chest gently. He pulled away from me and looked at me confused. "What are you saying? You're lips move, but no sound comes out."

"I'm just trying to keep from attacking you," he stated, looking everywhere but me. I blushed at the boldness of his words.

"Kaname…we've had sex plenty of times. Why hold back now?" I questioned, blushing all the while. He looked at me.

"Because things are a little different now. Our relationship," he touched my cheek gently with his hand, "is strained. I fear that you will run away again...if I make the wrong move…" I smiled tenderly and touched his face.

"Kaname…I won't run away again…I see now…that it was childish of me…not to face my problems head on…" determination ran through me as I prepared to say the words I knew I had too, "I won't allow myself to run away anymore…so any problem you have…any problem we have…I'm going to tackle it head on. No more running…"

"No more running…" He repeated in a whisper. I nodded. He smiled and leaned in close to me, "good." He sealed the distance between our lips. He broke away from the kiss and smiled deviously. "Let's practice the no more running," I watched in confusion as he reached for the nightstand.

"Kaname, what are you-" My mouth fell open as he withdrew a pair of metal handcuffs. A blush flooded my cheeks as I stared open mouthed at the object he held in his hand.

"If you wish?" I couldn't help but feel affection toward my kinky fiancé. Always giving me a choice; no matter if it disappointed him. I couldn't stop the slight girly giggle that burst from my lips.

"There's a first time for everything," The next words I knew I wouldn't be able to say with a straight face, but, regardless of my humor, I held my wrists out and said, "cuff me, baby!" in a really loud voice. He laughed and kissed me. His lips distracted me only for a moment before I felt cool metal on my wrists. A burst of excitement and anticipation ran through me. The clicks of the cuffs filled the room. Before I knew it, both of my hands were chained to the headboard. I blushed as I looked up at my bound wrists and back at him.

"You asked for this…remember that.." He said, smirking. I nodded and looked at him then smirked.

"Do you're worst!" I declared, bravely. Suddenly, he smiled slowly. I held back the gulp.

'What did I just do?' I wondered as he moved toward me like a predator and I-I was his prey. 'I'm going to be eaten alive…' And without warning, he began. 'Oh! But what an amazing way to go….'

End Flashback

My blush deepened as my train of thought came to an end.

'That was naughty Yuki…think about something else…' My brain scolded me. I got the mental image of a teacher Kaname hitting me in the hand with a ruler. 'Bad Yuki.' I imagined him saying. A giggle broke from my lips. 'I find it odd how he was wearing such old clothing. I mean really…suspenders? Button up shirt and dress pants? Well…the button up shirt and dress pants aren't really anything different, but the suspenders?' Again, I giggled lightly and continued cleaning our already near spotless home. I avoided the basement and the meaning of this wasn't lost on me, but my thoughts kept tempting me more and more to go in. 'Is all that blood gone from the floor?' I couldn't help but wonder. The idea of blood on our basement floor made me cringe in distaste. I swallowed back the painful memory and continued into the basement. I flicked the light on as I went.

'The night of that memory…I'd laid in the dark…the room seemed really cold and empty then…with light on it…it doesn't seem all that bad of a place…' I thought as I reached the bottom of the stairs. I looked around the room; my eyes finally landing on the place where I'd hit the ground. No sign of blood on the floor. I sighed in relief, but my eyes wouldn't move from that place. My hands fell to my stomach of their own accord. 'I lost my baby…there…down here…' Absentmindedly, I began to rub my stomach gently. Tears filled my vision once more. 'No!' I exclaimed, shaking my head powerfully, 'I will not cry…I will not!' I turned quickly and darted up the stairs as if the hounds of hell were at my heels. I slammed the basement door. A splintering crack filled the room. And I found myself falling backwards. I stared at the door in confusion. At least, until my eyes fell on the hole in the door. 'The door knob used to be there…where'd it-' I felt cool metal in my hand and looked down. There in my hand crumbled in on itself lay the golden doorknob. 'Oh...my…how am I going to explain this to Kaname?' I couldn't stop myself from imagining that conversation as I got up.

"Yuki," he would call me and I would walk to him. "Why is there a whole in the basement door?"

"Well, Kaname, what happened was," I was start, "I broke it off trying to fight off an emotional breakdown. Don't worry though, I'm completely fine. Sorry you have to fix the door though."

I snorted lightly and looked again at the doorknob in my hand. 'Oh yeah…that's going to blow over really nicely…' As I past by the garage, I threw the door knob into it and shook my head. 'I can't believe I ripped the doorknob off the basement door…' I sighed and looked around our home. 'Well, time to get cleaning the rest of the house…' I thought of all the rooms that weren't used in the house and fought back a sigh.

After many hours, I finally reached the room in the very back of the hall. Gently, I pushed the door open. Unlike the others, this door's hinges didn't creak.

'Someone's been in this room…' I thought as I stepped in. My eyes widened as a closed coffin greeted me upon flicking on the lights.

'What's that coffin doing here? Who's inside it?' I wondered as I walked toward the coffin. A loud griding noise filled the room as I slide off the heavy, cold marble top. I looked down inside of it...only to find it empty.

"What's an empty-!" The sound of the door slamming cut off my question. I spun around in fright. I placed my hand on my chest, relieved. "Kaname." I breathed. My relief quickly vanished as I saw the look in his eyes. "What's-"

"I had hoped you wouldn't find this room…" He whispered before taking a step toward me. "Now, I'll have to explain…" Fear tore through me as he backed me into the coffin's side. "But I fear that you will hate me…" I stared at him. My eyes wide.

"Kaname, what are you talking about?" I questioned as he pinned me to the marble.

"I am not really you're brother…but an ancestor," I stared at him in confusion and surprise.

"How far of an ancestor?" I questioned him. Disbelief colored my tone.

"I am the first Kuran and I was inside this coffin."