Theme: Valentine's Day Theme supplier: Pretty In Orange
A/N: So I know it's really early (or late, depending on how you're looking at this) for Valentine's Day themed oneshots, and personally I hate that cursed day, but I didn't really have a better idea. And yes, this is a coverall theme. Trust me, they'll be different.
Disclaimer: I don't own Vampire Knight, I make no profit from this, please don't sue me. I don't have anything anyway.
Valentine's Day had been the same for Ruka and Akatsuki for years. Ever since they were 12, the ritual was the same. Ruka would be crying in her room over a new rejection from Lord Kaname, and Akatsuki would find her. In his hand would be a box of chocolates, and a bouquet of roses, the thorns personally removed by the orange haired boy. He would give her the hug she so desperately needed, but not the kisses she so greatly desired.
This Valentine's Day was different. Akatsuki Kain had been missing for a week, and Ruka was crying over that instead. He had disappeared without a trace, and Ruka wouldn't be at ease until he returned.
Late that night, the moon high in the sky, Ruka lay in her bed, cried out. No, this Valentine's Day would not be like the others. This was a day of mourning.
But then, the window rattled and opened, and the candles that sat around Ruka's room lit themselves. Ruka's heart pounded faster in her chest, until she was sure it would break free of its jail.
"Happy Valentine's Day, Ruka." Akatsuki's voice whispered, as he crawled in her window. In his hand he had a box, just a bit bigger than the usual flower box, and a box of chocolates. He handed her the box, and it felt weighty. Ruka slid it open, and drew in her breath as she saw them. Twelve roses encased in resin, with the words, Designed to last forever, just like my love for you printed across it.
Ruka looked up at him, her eyes wide and her tongue at a loss for words. All she had wanted for Valentine's Day was him back, but instead she had a gift that would last forever.
Just like his love.
It all happened in a matter of seconds, she pulled him down from the windowsill, and this time she took the kiss she had wanted for years. Akatsuki didn't resist, he could never deny her, and their passion was thick in the air.
No, this time wasn't like any other Valentine's Day.
A/N: Short, I know. I might not finish all of my oneshots before I have to go to sleep; I have to get up early enough to finish editing my fiction and shower, then shop and get to writer's group. But what did you think?