I apologize to all you Kaname fans in advance, sorry sorry sorry!!!!! I kind of got the idea for this because I really don t like him! He s like a facebook creeper; you feel like he s always looking over your shoulders and he s so bland and everyone has to do what he says!!! Sorry sorry sorry but I really don t like him!
Oh, p.s: I think this will be quite a short fanfic, so there might be like 5 chapters but none of them will be overly long. The story line is just like that.
Disclaimer: you know I don t own them - and neither do u!! ;) but we all wish we did...
Kain looked quite surprised by this allegation. "Kaname-sama?"
"Yes!" Ruka wailed and flopped over, hiding her face in a pillow. "I'm so unloyal!" Her cry was muffled in the cushion.
"Ruka, you can't decide what you dream,"
"Just think about it, though! Did I see that because my subconscious burdened by guilt? I must have defied Kaname-sempai in some way, and now my mind is showing me what I see him as! I'm a disgusting person!!" She cried and cried into that pillow, staining the fabric in salty, desperate tears. "I don't see him like that! I know he s not a monster!" Kain stroked her long, fawn hair, which was strewn across he back.
"Ruka, you are a wonderful...beautiful person," he said. "And your dream doesn't mean you're disloyal to Kaname."
"Kaname-sempai- oh, what does it matter! I'm a horrible, mutanious person! Horrible, HORRIBLE!"
"Ruka," Kain; the calm, the careless, was finally frustrated enough to act. He took hold of her shoulder and flipped her over so as to see her tear streak, but still beautiful face. "Please, stop that. Stop calling yourself..."
"Horrible." She moaned.
"Stop it. Your burning my ears by insulting yourself."
For a moment, Ruka felt as if a little of the guilt had been lifted off her chest; the guilt of doing Kaname wrong unknowingly, so that she didn t know what to do to make it right. Kain's words seemed to heal her a little inside where she'd torn herself apart.
"I..." She swallowed some of the sadness. "I don't want to go back to sleep. I don't want to see...that, them - us, like that again."
"It's...understandable." He brushed a piece of light coloured hair out of her face. "But you have to -"
"No, I don't." She threw a hand up and snagged his wrist in her grasp. "I won't to sleep until I figure out how I defied him."
"Then I will stay awake with you," He soothed. "Until you find where you went wrong - but I have to warn you, you won't."
"Then we will be awake for a very long time."
Kain stayed with Ruka all morning and afternoon until six p.m, when most of the Night Class normally awoke to get ready for classes at dusk(around seven). He charged Rima with the duty of monitor while he showered, afraid that Ruka may intentionally hurt herself if left unattended. During said time, Rima also took to dressing Ruka in her school uniform and fixing her make-up, as Kain would be absolutely no help in one situation and would surely be slapped for the other(it's quite clear which is which).
While standing under the stream of water, Atkatsuki s mind wandered to different points of the present predicament. He reassured himself many times that the dream meant nothing, but after each he still felt a slight uneasiness. He was dead sure that Ruka was wrong, but he felt the dream did mean something - just not what she thought it did. He certainly hoped it wasn t some sort of vision of the future, but he mulled that perhaps it meant some kind of warning. But of what? He supposed he'd have to get more details of the dream to decide this. He finished showering and dressed, ready to escort Ruka to class for the evening.
The lessons flew by to Ruka. She really never cared for Japanese politics or economics and anything government or number related, but tonight not even her favourite class, English, seemed entertaining or interesting in the least, and wacky Chairman Cross taught that course.
Classes finished at three a.m, leaving about 5 hours of free time. Only so long could be spent on homework, to her dismay, and soon she found herself more than caught up and overly studied in every subject by four thirty.
She looked around her dorm room. After asking a hundred times if she'd be okay alone, Rima had gone out with Senri and Takuma. Ruka gazed at her bed; her purple comforter, pillows and canopy. She looked at the floral calender on the wall, the boy band poster above her bed and her cellphone sitting on the bedside table between her's and Rima's beds.
She tried to think of all the ways she could have betrayed Kaname-sama. She hadn't spoken to him in a while, but surely someone a noble as he wouldn't be offended by such as simply that. The obviously hadn't done anything physical - she never had; she'd hardly even touched him with her own hands. That left it to be mental...but how? Wouldn't mental begin by something verbal or physical? Ruka was confusing herself very quickly.
And she was so tired. It was unbelievable how much one missed day of sleep could exhaust you so much...but she couldn't go to sleep! She promised herself - and in a way, Kaname-sama, too - that she(literally) wouldn't rest until she corrected her mistake. Still, her bed looked so inviting...there was no harm in just sitting on it, right?
She wandered groggily to her plush, cushy bed. It was no use resisting - she sat down and poof. Shoes kicked across the room, jacket strew to the other side of the bed, Ruka was sound asleep in no time, still in school uniform.
She would regret going to sleep.
She was in the same place as the first time, the same people lay around her, the same pureblood stood triumphantly amongst them. He smiled the same evil smile, his rich hair dripped the same red drops, he held the same feeble body underneath him, and Ruka felt the same sadness and upset. The parts that were different, however, were extremely different.
Rima looked up at her. "Tell him." She ordered before throwing up blood and having her thoat slit. Tell him? Tell who? Tell who what? Kaname-sama? She didn't know what she did wrong yet!
Ruka's fall wasn't her own fault this time, either, she was pulled down by a very strong hand around her ankle. She scarcly looked back to see who or what had tripped her. There she found Zero Kiryu.
"B-Bastard has my gun!" He coughed. Zero grabbed his side in pain, moaned in pure agony, then shut his mouth and silently died. Ruka spun her head back towards Kaname. Yuuki was already on him, giggling, snickering. Kaname had already pointed his pistol - no, Kiryu's pistol, a vampire killing gun.
Somehow, the second time around, the shot seemed louder than the laughter.
Ruka sat bolt upright in her bed. Sweat glistened on her forehead and she felt as though she just couldn't get enough air in her lungs.
"Again?" Kain's warm voice sounded from the foot of Ruka's bed, where he sat expectantly.
"Atkatsuki!" Ruka stretched out her arms and leaned towards him. He leaned to her, too, and met her shivering, disturbed hug. He held her for a long time, until she found her full voice.
"He has the Bloody Rose." She choked, a single tear running down her cheek.
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