Sixth story in my series of short stories with various VK characters. Independent from the previous five. :D

#: 06
Title: Decency.
Characters: Rido, Juri and Haruka

Disclaimer: I don't own Vampire Knight, this is a fanfic written for fun and for love of the series. I'm not making any money with it.
Warnings: Spoilers, maybe. Though the fic itself isn't spoilery. The blurb at the end is theory for things that weren't covered in canon yet. XD;

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"You have no decency whatsoever, you degenerate!!"

The female face hovered over him, delicate and beautiful despite the obvious anger emanating from her as she leaned over his sleeping form, blocking the sunrise he had meant to watch but fell asleep partway through.

He opened an eye, taking in the situation and wondering what he'd done wrong this time.

"Hmm...? Why am I being insulted now? Heeey, lovely Juri, come here!" He reached for her but she backed away quickly, refusing his touch, knowing he would pull his usual seductive act and as always be a complete jerk about whatever it was that he was guilty of.

"The fact that you don't even know makes it all much worse! How dare you even ask!"

She stormed off away from the hill and into the forest between the mansion and them, perhaps by fear that if she stayed, she might say too much. Or fall for whatever he may say, as it had often been the case before.

"Typical female nonsense. 'Boohoo, you're such an asshole, but there's no way I'm telling you what you did wrong this time.' They're all the same, regardless of race and rank, huh, Haruka?"

Haruka, who was sitting a bit farther down the slope, turned back and shot Rido a shocked glance. Why is he talking to me now?!

They were both on the little hill at the edge of the woods near the Kuran mansion, watching the sunrise coloring the sky. It could be mesmerizing, all those different hues of a newborn light swallowing the night away while the ground still remained surprisingly dark for quite a while.
Rido wasn't mesmerized though. He was drunk, and had dozed off on the ground on his back, his coat barely protecting him from the moisture of the ground. Haruka was sitting with his knees folded in front of him, admiring the nature with a melancholic look.

Rido's outfit was elegantly casual; a tailored white ruffled shirt partially open, dark slacks that matched his blucher shoes, and a brown coat -- he'd lost his jacket somewhere along the way.
It was all crumpled by now, and vaguely stained with lipstick, wine and blood. Not his own, naturally.

Haruka's outfit was formal gala. He had untightened his tie a moment ago, but other than that, he seemed like he had just stepped out of a ball a moment before, his classic suit unmarred even after sitting on the grass.

Rido wondered when Haruka got there. He could swear he had been laying on the ground alone, earlier that evening. Or morning. Or whatever.
But then, he had been partying around, and had only gotten back to the Kuran estate not that long ago, stopping by the woods to watch the sunrise. Haruka probably just felt his presence and dropped by for whatever unfathomable reason that Rido's foggy mind didn't care for at the moment. The blood wine was nice and warm as it coursed through his veins –along with real blood, from a variety of high society vampire women who had thrown themselves at him throughout the evening, delighted to service him-- and altogether it made him comfortable despite the morning dew.

Come to think of it, Juri was dressed extra nice too, what the hell is wrong with them?

Rido frowned, but he was too tired to really care or to try to think too hard. He still did want to know though, and took to his advantage the fact that he was laying higher up on the slope than the spot where Haruka was sitting, which enabled him to reach Haruka with minimum effort. He kicked his brother on the leg with the tip of his foot. Haruka turned to shoot him an outraged glare and Rido chuckled. In the process, he nearly forgot what he was going to ask, lulled by the comfortable warmth of the wine and the blood. He remembered at the last second and straightened himself a little.

"Hey, why was she so pissed?"

Haruka's eyes widened in horror, before he rolled them upwards and looked away.

"It was her birthday Rido. Not any birthday, her coming of age birthday. It was important. There was a big party at the mansion. She was expecting her fiancé to be there, you know... you!"

Oops. No wonder he thought he might be forgetting something. He would have to complain to his mistresses later. Those fools should have warned him. A Kuran party no less, they had no excuses, they must have known and purposefully not reminded him. They would pay. Sometime. If he remembered.
He couldn't be expected to remember all those petty little things, the idiots were supposed to keep track of things like that for him.

"Hey, is that why you are dressed all fancy too?"

Haruka turned back to stare at him in horror again.

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The end.

It may seem like I'm incredibly prolific today, but in truth, I'm merely finally posting some fics I've written over the past days/weeks, and that were sitting around waiting to be edited. XD lol

This one is intended to be both kind of comical and kind of revealing of how much Rido can be... annoying to live with. lol

Although his dangerously possessive side isn't revealed much here. I shall save it for another fic. lol

It's time that Haruka takes things into hands and approaches Juri more... (None of this is canon, at least not yet, but I have this theory that Juri was destined for Rido, but she decided to go for Haruka instead, and it resulted in his revenge on them and Kaname.)