A/N: I hate the heat, and I'm blaming it for not updating on time. Oh, and having to have my meds tested as well, or I would've updated last night probably. But I'm back now, so sorry. This is Senri's point of view this time.
Disclaimer: I don't own Vampire Knight or make any profit from this.
"Rima!" I squeezed her hand as Takuma laid her in her bed. "Rima, please, I'm sorry."
She laughed, and it was a far cry from her usual laughter. "I'm not mad. Am I ever mad?" She tried to sit up, but she flinched and coughed up blood, her chest heaving.
"It's not healing." Takuma had pressure on her wound, the wound that Rido, my father, had given her with my body. Blood was soaking through the towel that he had pressed against Rima's chest.
"Don't be a baby, Takuma." Rima chastised, but then her eyes rolled back in her head and she fell limp against the pillows. She fought it, of course, Rima being Rima, and within minutes she was coughing up more blood onto her school uniform. The white uniform was stained forever, like I knew our relationship would be if she survived.
"Rima." I shoved Takuma out of the way and put my hand on the towel to apply pressure to Rima's wound. "Drink." I was at an awkward angle, but she could still get to my carotid artery if she could sit up just a bit.
"Takuma." Rima snapped, and her tone was sharp although her eyes had gone watery. Takuma darted out of the room, slamming the door behind him in his haste and we were alone.
Rima's teeth sank into my neck with the gentlest of motions, and I let her drink as much as she wanted, I had hurt her after all.
She sank back onto the pillows after a few minutes, eyes already half closed. "I love you, Senri." She whispered; her hand searching for mine in what I assumed, to her, was an impending darkness.
"I love you too, Rima." I whispered, holding her hand tightly. "I'm sorry."
When I looked at her, I realized she was already asleep.
I slowly took my hand off the towel, and removed it from her chest. I didn't have a very good view of the injury with just the clean cut hole in her uniform, so I took the liberty of ripping her uniform slightly to get a better view.
I quickly realized that the wound was gone, without the slightest hint of a scar. I swallowed my happy tears and lay beside her.
Watching her sleep, knowing she was alright, my night just got much brighter.
A/N: I did my best with this, since I didn't have a plan until I got going. Usually I have a prompt, but I wasn't able to come up with one. The next update will be next week, hopefully earlier than it was this week. Anyway, what did you think?