Disclaimer: Vampire Knight and its characters do not belong to me. They belong to Matsuri Hino.

"I haven't seen Kaname-sama in a while." Takuma Ichijo Looked over the cover of the manga book he was reading, and glanced up at Aido. The blonde looked depressed, but Ichijo found it normal. Aido always looked that way when he hadn't seen Kaname in the first few minutes of waking. Aido's love for the pureblood bordered on stalking in Ichijo's opinion.

All the other vampires of cross academy had a slight thing for Kaname; Shiki was his cousin, Kain looked up to him, Aido loved him, Rima liked that he looked like Shiki, Ruka wanted to get him in bed, and Seiren…Ok, Ichijo wasn't sure what she was to him or what he was to her. Ichijo hardly ever saw her, let alone spoke to her. He wasn't even sure she went to class. Maybe she was more of stalker then even Aido, She randomly popped up like a ninja to Kaname's side. That was a bit creepy. He bet she had cameras hidden in all the dorm rooms so that she could keep a tab on him. Maybe she even had them in the bathroom! Ichijo made a mental note to look for cameras before peeing the next time he had to go.

Ichijo tried to go back to reading his manga, but now the dorm common room was in an uproar from Aido's comment, it would be impossible to read now.

Ichijo took in the room around him; there were many more faces since he had come down to read. Aido was sitting on the sofa opposite Ichijo, arms crossed like a child who hadn't gotten their way of things, his face was in pout. Kain was next to him, one leg over the other, he looked lazy as ever, his eyes watching Aido as he continued to throw a fit, which Ichijo was blocking out. He only saw the angry blonde's mouth move. Ruka was standing next to Kain, glaring down at Aido. Ichijo was still confused about who that crabby girl really liked, Kaname, Kain or Aido. They say love and hate are one of the same, and she hates Aido with a passion, so, maybe she loved him. Rima wasn't there, but at work, Ichijo had said goodbye earlier to her. Seiren was—of coarse—not there. Probably off stalking people, thought Ichijo. Shiki was sitting right next to Ichijo, head on his shoulder like usual. It was a bit cramped, seeing as how the chair Ichijo sat at was a one person model. Shiki never left Ichijo alone, and even followed him to the shower a few times. It looked like Kaname wasn't the only one with their own stalker.

"I haven't seen him for days!" whined Aido, so loud that Ichijo's blocking out his voice failed. The blonde rolled off the sofa, and layed down on the floor below, arms and feet flailing.

"I want to see Kaname-sama!" Ichijo felt Shiki give a sigh, body inhaling, then exhaling. Ichijo wasn't the only one wanting Aido to shut up. Ichijo hoped he would stop before Shiki got really pissed off.

Kain ran a tired hand through his hair, the night had only just begun and he already wanted to go back to bed. Ichijo felt bad that the two shared a dorm room, well he felt bad for Kain at least.

"I bet you guys made him run away!" Aido continued to scream, "All of you people bugged him so much that he left me! You all suck!"

"Aido-" Aido jumped up and slapped Kain a cross the face hard, Leaving a red mark.

"Shut up, don't talk to me! This is you're fault too! Kaname-Sama hated you're face!" Kain stared opened mouthed at Aido, holding his burning cheek.

"Aido…I'm-" Kain's words were chocked off as he began to sob.

Aido paused for a moment, looking at the sobbing man. Ichijo watched, he knew what was about to happen. Kain could go into acting school if he wanted too, but Aido didn't know that.

Ruka rolled her eyes, and watched eagerly. She loved the way Kain was going to act in a minute, so badass.

Aido crouched down, "hey, I didn't mean it…Kaname-sama loves your face, not as much as mine, but-" In a flash, Kain had grabbed Aido's head, holding it tightly, and kneed him in the chin. Aido screamed, just before Kain was on top of him, punching, kicking, and biting.

"Go, Kain, go!" cheered Ruka, as a crowd gathered round, cheering, and even some taking bets. "Kick him in the balls!"

Shiki sat up off of Ichijo, watching, as did Ichijo. Maybe he didn't feel so bad for Kain after all, he fought dirty. What man would sob like a little girl then attack like a wild animal?

The whole room was a mess, yelling and screaming everywhere the eyes could see. A few other vampires even joined in on the fight. This was what happens when a bunch of vampires' loss the glue that keeps them together. Soon, Ichijo was sure, people would start to lose their clothes.

This was about the time Ichijo always left a scene. He needed to find the glue—Kaname.

"Shiki," began Ichijo, this wasn't an environment Shiki cared for. It set off a bad side of him, "Do you want to find Kaname-sama with me-"

It was too late. Shiki was gone.

"You'd better leave now, Ichijo." The boy said slowly, standing up, and walking towards the fight. Ichijo jumped up and ran to the hallway with speed. He heard the screams and knew Shiki was pissed.

"You're all going to die, fuckers!" Shiki screamed, loud even to Ichijo as he ran to Kaname's room, the only place he thought the pureblood would be.

Ichijo nearly missed the Pureblood's bedroom door, he was running so fast, but stopped just in time so as not to hit the far wall.

He went to pull the door open before he remembered to knock. He had learned his lesson from the first time he had walked in without knocking. The young pureblood had been doing things Ichijo still cried about at night, it had involved life sized dolls, chains and whipped cream. His body now automatically knocked on doors without a thought, even on his own.

"Kaname," he said while knocking on the wooden door, a rich dark brown, and with a gold doorknob. No answer came, but a shuffling noise could be heard from beyond the closed door. Ichijo could feel the Pureblood's aura, but so little that it told him Kaname was trying to hide it.

Ichijo banged again, "Kaname, get out here, I need your help!"

Still nothing.

Ichijo banged harder and louder on the door, to the point that it was beginning to give off sounds of breaking.

"I know you're in there!" Still Kaname said not a word.

Ichijo was fed up with it. People were going to die if he didn't get down there and stop all the vampire teens. Plus, he had forgotten to grab his manga, and there was not way in hell he was going to go back and get it by himself. He would die! It was his favorite too. What if someone got blood on it? It would break Ichijo's heart.

"I'm coming in there whether you like it or not! On the count of three!" Ichijo took a step back,

"One…" he got back next to the wall, angling his body to break down the door. "Two…" he took a breath. This was for his manga!

"Three!" Ichijo took off running, flying into the door with a crack that shattered it into pieces of broken wood. Ichijo's foot caught on the carpet in the room, and he plowed into the floor face first with a bang, then did a dabble roll into the wall, smashing into a table on his way. The whole time he had been screaming like a little school girl, and not just any school girl, but one from an anime, all ear bleeding high-pitched scream.

Ichijo jumped up, eyes going right to Kaname, Not looking at the damage he had done to the expensive room in just under a minute. It was his newest and fastest record by far.

"Kaname, we need you down stairs. Please!" he begged, help my manga, He added to himself.

Kaname didn't even glance at him from where he sat, his back to Ichijo. In fact it looked like he hadn't even heard him.

"kaname?" said Ichijo unsurely. He felt that there was something greatly wrong. Kaname would usually punish Ichijo for breaking crap with a bitch slap, but he hadn't even looked at him.

Oh shit, thought Ichijo, not moving an inch, is he dead? He wasn't moving, just…sitting there. If Kaname was dead…did he have a will? Oh my gosh! I hope I get some money, or maybe my own slave! That thought got Ichijo running to where he now hoped Kaname was dead.

"kaname…are you still breathing...?" Ichijo turned the chair around. Shit. He wasn't dead. There went his dream of a slave. A slave to have read to him and for Ichijo to bitch slap for random crap like Kaname did.

Kaname whiped around in the chair.

"Leave me be!" He yelled in a weak voice, not full of his usual bitch power at all.

"kaname, what are you doing?" Ichijo peered around the brown haired teen, to see what was making him act so strangely.

Ichijo didn't believe his eyes for a moment. Was it really true? That Kaname, the scariest, bitchiest vampire pureblood in the world would play, "the sims?"

Fast as lightning, Kaname pushed pause, and switched off the screen of the computer, turning it black. He turned in his chair, and glared at Ichijo, as scary as a kitten with no claws.

"What do you want, Ichijo?" he asked meekly.

"Are you playing sims?"

Kaname looked longingly at the black screen, like he had lost his lover, "maybe…"

Ichijo knew that face, Kaname had been playing the sims the whole time, for maybe a week since a week ago was the last time anyone had saw him, but then again they had only seen him at the dining hall and the bathroom. He must have been playing sims for over two weeks.

Ichijo saw the pureblood trying hard to look at him and not the screen. Kaname was addicted to it, addicted to sims.

"Kaname let me see you're sims." Kaname eagerly turned the screen back on, which made Ichijo wonder why he had turned it off in the first place.

"I had to make sure you were one of us…" said Kaname, with a low chuckle, "a sims player."

Ichijo ignored him, and looked at the screen. He didn't want to talk about his past with the sims; it had taken him forever to break free of it, to not play it for eleven hours straight, and not playing his dreams out in it with Shiki as his lover. It had been hard, very hard, even now Ichijo had the urge to throw Kaname from the chair and play the game himself. He bet Kaname was such a noob he didn't even know the cheat for money. Ichijo had a feeling about what he would find in Kaname's sims world.

"So, you're with Zero in here." Stated Ichijo. He had known the pureblood loved the hunter, why else would he try and make him jealous by hitting on Yuuki? No one wanted Yuuki, no one.

"Zero loves me in here, kisses me and hugs me." Kaname said with a crazy laugh.

Sure enough, Kaname and Zero were making out on the sofa, Zero sim grabbing Kaname sims's butt.

Ichijo had seen enough, the urge was getting too strong; he would have to play later.

"Kaname, we need to talk. Shut off the game for now."

Kaname looked at him wide eyed, but did as told, all the while whispering, "Zero, we'll be together soon. Just wait." Ichijo's voice told him they really needed to talk.

Ichijo waited for kaname on the bed. "What is it, Ichijo?" he asked as he neared.

"Sit down, Kaname."

Kaname sat. Ichijo looked at him with sad, tired eyes.

"You have a problem, Kaname."

Kaname smiled, "Not with Zero around. I'm fine"

Damn this was going to be hard. Kaname was far too gone in the sims world. It was clear to Ichijo. After all he had looked that way before, happy like he was floating on cloud nine, but out of the real world. Sims was just too good, where anything you wanted to happen would.

"You do, Kaname, you do. You've been in here for god knows how long, making up a world where Zero loves you, while outside this room all hell is breaking loose. Doesn't that make you feel the least bit guilty?"

"No."

"No?"

"No"

Ichijo wanted to pull out Kaname's hair but instead he breathed a calming breath, and continued,

"Zero hates you, Kaname."

"No, he loves me" he said happy as could be.

"No, sim Zero loves you, not the real Zero! And that sim Zero isn't even real!"

Kaname gasped, "Ichijo!"

Ichijo grabbed the pureblood's shoulders, "You have to let go of sims. I know it's hard, and I know you feel happier there, but, you know what?"

Kaname sniffed, near tears by Ichijo's words. "What?"

Ichijo loosened his grip a bit, smiling, "If you try, really try as hard as you can. Someday, in this world out here, Zero could love you."

"He can?" Kaname asked like a child.

"Yes, but for that to happen, you must leave the sims."

"B-b-b-but I don't think I can. It's all I know anymore!"

"Shh, shh" Ichijo hushed him. "Remember Kaname, you had a life before sims, it's not all you know."

Kaname was listening now, wide eyed. "I…I do remember"

"Yes," Ichijo let go of him, and stood up, holding out a hand for Kaname to take. "I'll help you make you're dream come true, but you have to be strong."

Kaname hesitated a bit, but took Ichijo's outstretched hand, holding it tightly in his own. "I will. Oh, I will."

Ichijo led the pureblood to the doorway, where no door was anymore. They stepped over the broken wood.

"You must help everyone down stairs, and get them to calm down, ok?"

Kaname nodded, "I will." He was beginning to act like his old self again. "Thank you, Ichijo." Ichijo smiled lightly,

"Just don't forget to add me to you're will"