Kaname left, exhausted after another meeting with the council, and headed towards the Day class dormitories where Yuuki had taken up her old room with Yori-chan. He thought about staying near her all night as he would have to be awake anyway for when Seiren came back from the mission he had sent her on.
He entered the unlocked, dimly lit room quietly and kneeled by Yuuki's bed. He stroked her hair from her face and watched her as she peacefully dozed on. He could literally stay here all night just watching her breathe and know that she was alive and well. He brushed the hair back to reveal the pale skin of her neck. Mesmerized, he felt the strong pulse bounding beneath the pads of his fingertips. He traced circles on her neck, with each touch itching for more. He felt himself lean closer and closer until his lips were inches away from touching her. He kissed her neck. Suddenly, he heard footsteps in the corridor.
He walked unhurriedly to the corner of the room that would be obstructed as the door opened and waited for the footsteps to pass. They did not pass though. The door slowly creaked open and a shadow fell across the room. Kaname did not recognize the scent of this stranger, but waited until he knew what his motives were. Maybe he was a Day class student that had lost his way. The stranger did not seem lost though and made his way slowly to the middle of the room. Kaname focused his senses on the smell of the stranger, trying to learn more. He did not smell of a human nor a vampire, but a vague mix of both, and Kaname was confused. He was unsure of how to react. The glint of an object caught his eye and confirmed his doubts. He was overcome with a black out rage. In the blink of an eye Kaname grabbed the strangers head in his hands and forced the rest of his body on the floor with his foot. In this action, the head was ripped off and a hole was torn through the stranger's torso and Kaname's foot now stood bloody on the floor beneath the body.
Yori-chan woke up suddenly to the noise and an ear-piercing scream came out of her. She had awoken to a figure holding a bloody head right beside her bed.
"Yori-chan," Kaname said in a calming voice. "This is Kaname Kuran, there has been a break-in to your room, please go and notify the Chairman for me."
In a near frenzy, a petrified Yori-chan nodded and rushed out of the room still with her sheets in her hands.
Kaname looked at the object that had given clue to the stranger's motivations lying on the floor by the man's hand. It had caught light and he had noticed it the second before he murdered him. It was a knife, a hunter's knife at that. Someone had sent this man to kill Yuuki Kuran. He held the man's head tightly in his hands, burning with rage. He was in his own world now, oblivious to his surroundings. He could not hear anything outside his own thoughts.
Who did this. Who sent him. Who did this. He will die the second I find out. I will murder him. I will draw out his pain and torture him. I will skin him.
Kaname stood still, still soaked in blood as he calculated methodically in his mind. He analyzed all his enemies, he analyzed every possible motive. He remained as silent as a shadow as he did this.
Meanwhile, Yuuki Kuran slept peacefully, oblivious to the chaos around her.