16th story in my series of short stories with various VK characters. Independent from the previous 15. :D
#: 16
Title: Puppeteer
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: None. Cruelty? XD; lol
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"Hhmm, yes… dance in my hands, my puppet."
The pureblood spread her arms, hands making a cupping shape as if she wanted to lift the very air in front of her.
He had no idea she controlled so much of his destiny. He believed himself safe, or at least as safe as he could possibly be in his state, torn but still far from her, in a new life, with new people. Near a woman he loved, even if he knew he would never be able to truly stand next to her.
He had no idea how much Shizuka shaped his very destiny, influenced his very will on a daily basis.
Each feeling he felt, each decision he took, even each spike of bloodlust that his traitorous body forced upon him. It was all Shizuka. He had no idea.
If he knew, he would probably kill himself. If she left him that freedom, that is.
But she did not wish for him to die just yet. And that was why she wouldn't let him know, until the necessary moment.
She went on watching her puppet from afar, amused by his daily dance.
From a corner, Ichiru watched silently, a devious glint in his eyes hidden behind the mask he wore at all times.
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A strange idea that came to my mind and demanded to be made into a little drabble. XD
I don't think Shizuka would have that much cruelty, but then, it's really hard to tell with her, she can go one way or the other. XD;