Silence is golden… well, most of the time.
Author: Suryallee
Rating: T, Mature for later chapter's contents!
Parings: Rido Kuran/Senri's mother, Sayori / Senri Shiki others
Disclaimer: I don't own Vampire Knight and its characters nor the Manga or the story.
Authors note: This is a un-beta fic, Sorry for the grammar and spelling: I am native German, please be kind.
Warning: m/f. if you have a trouble with such pairings, please leave now.
Story: Takes place in the Rido ark, with slight twists.
Summary: A simple twist in the original storyline and Rido kidnaps Sayori. The repercussions are strange to say at last and give way to an unknown love for Yori in the end.
Reviews: Dear Darkemi and Brenda, thank you kindly for the wonderful feedback. We writers always love it to get a positive feedback! And to the three people who put me on story alert, my humble thanks to you too. You guys made my day! I hope the others liked this little crazy child of mine too.
Sincerely, your Suryallee
Chapter three
The next morning greeted Rido with sunlight… it took him not even a twitch of his finger to move the heavy Oakwood dresser of his chosen mistress over to the big windows to block the light out of the room with it. His powers did that nicely for him at will. Sniffing the air for a moment Rido felt a smirk form onto his features.
The female vampire next to him had conceived, just as he had wanted her to.
For once, he was amiable and even good spirits and Rido let her know that he was pleased with her immediately. By letting her feed on his blood for her compliance o his wishes. Hitomi always was so greedy he mused, for now it amused him to just know that. If she was playing nice further into the future, he was even willing to let her keep this baby for once.
He could feel the Wakaba girl move around inside the next room to theirs.
She seemingly had woken up and currently surprised him, again.
Instead of doing something brainless as trying to escape, what was useless anyways since he monitored her with his powers, she took calmly a bath in this ungodly hour. Looking at the bedside table he saw the clock showing him that it was not even 07, 00 AM. Humans truly were odd creatures. Rido noted that and scratched his unruly mob of hair absent-mindedly.
Who the fuck wanted to get up at this hour and more so, life under the sun? It hurt the eyes, it was too damn warm outside and all the noises from the awake population on humans drove any normal being crazy… well, every normal vampire that is.
Only humans did such nonsense. It didn't wonder him that the most were only food in the eyes of his kin.
Shrugging with his cover he forcefully dug a sharp nail into his palm until he did bleed and formed a bat like creature out of the drops of blood. It looked eerily like a shadow made out of blood infused mist. He sent it on its way with a flick of his wrist and settled back into the cushions. Tugging his blanket back over his messy mob of red and black hair Rido mumbled about the insanity of humans to be up in the day and closed his mismatched eyes again.
It was far too early for any respectable Vampire to be up and about.
Next to him, Senri's mother looked wide eyed at the abnormal acting Pure Blood bastard that once again had invaded her life.
He even let her feed on him!
Outrageous!
Was he sick?
She was still feeling hungry but did not dare to try to feed on the girl in her son's bathroom next door. Why had He brought that girl here? She smelled of sunshine and freedom to her. Something Hitomi both desired and wanted but never had gained since she had been given to that Pure Blood madcap next to her in the bed. Free will was something that Hitomi never had. Always her power-hungry grandfather and later her own brother too had used her as a bargaining chip for more power.
Rido Sama had even been kind of considerate this time… what slightly scared her more then his normally more brutal side. He had not even hit her, much this time and Hitomi was still in a daze about that fact. Normally she would have sported bruises in large numbers and equally varying colors all over her body. Rido, as a rule, was not a caring or tame lover to have, and neither was he easy to please. Sure, Hitomi sported the usual bite marks all over her neck and arms. Even one tight showed a clear dental impression of his fangs and teeth. In the end these few bites were nothing against the look she normally sported after one of his heavier sessions between the sheets.
To top that, she was certain that she was expecting again! More so, as it looked to Hitomi, Rido had forced her to become pregnant again… she was at a loss. Hadn't he told her that he did not want any other children in the past? He had even gone so far to threaten her if she ever conceived again without his want for another child in the past.
That she was now clearly pregnant again was his doing and so, contradicted the former words of Rido as long he still held to them. What Hitomi did not believe that Rido did. He wanted this new baby, so much she was aware, otherwise he would have beaten her already and not feed her his precious Pure Blood! To top that even, from his neck! He had let her feed from his neck, normally only a spot mates had the right to bite a Pure Blood with given permission.
Hitomi was utterly befuddled.
What was he up to?
Where was her son?
Who was that girl?
Why did he suddenly want a second baby?
Shrugging it off she settled uneasily back and fell into a very light sleep herself. It wasn't that she could oppose him anyways. So why not make the best out of the current situation? Idly she wondered if she could maybe have a daughter this time? Please? Hitomi wanted a little girl, always had. Sleep came not fast enough for Hitomi.
Next to her one blue and one red eye slowly opened and with a grin on his lips Rido closed them again.
He soo loved to confuse Shiki Hitomi! She was so easy and besides he could read her like a book since he knew her. Scratching his nose in deep thought he considered her last thought. It was surprising him that he was liking that idea even. A little girl that he could spoil… Hmm, that thought had his merits. If she turned out half as good looking as his cute son had then Rido would allow it. And her family would have a field day if she got a girl instead of the desired second boy. With a grin he settled and made his decision.
If the fetus was female sex then he would let Hitomi keep her little princes to spoil her.
And hell and death to anyone who dared to try to harm them or what was his!
The bat dutifully flew over into the next room to hang itself onto the shower curtain over Yori inside the tub.
Blinking at it, the girl shook her head and sent a towel flying over it accurately before Yori ignored the creature completely. It gave an indignant squeak but kept otherwise out of her way. She wasn't dense. Yori just knew that that creature wasn't an animal at all. For one, it unusual color, that of dark blood, was a dead give away of its supernatural nature.
Creepy perverted vampire!
Why that vampire had not killed her by now was confusing her somewhat.
What was his objective considering her?
Ok, so he was as mad as a hatter that much she had already understood but was that the point for letting her life? His insanity was a dangerous thing to deal with. Yori was constantly on her feet around him. This Rido, as his minions had called him, was an enormously unpredictable man with a tendency to vicious reactions and gifted with such a dangerous temper that it was rivaling that of any else that she had ever seen in her life before.
Not even Zero's sometimes, understandable, volatile nature was this precarious to deal with if it was compared to Rido's.
Zero's was rather tame when it came down to that.
Rido on the other hand was not only openly capricious and outright cruel for the most of the time, no, he too was also clearly demented and sharp. A dangerous combination in Sayori's eyes. He had a childish streak that was confusing her to no ends but currently she could do nothing about that all at all and Yori did know that too. She gave the silent blood bat under the towel a sharp glance before she arose and stepped out of the now tepid water to dry herself.
She just hoped that who ever the owner of her temporally room was, wouldn't mind her taking some of his wardrobe to cloth herself with. Yori's was clearly not wearable anymore, she snorted. Shredded into bits and pieces was it more. To judge from what her snoop brought to the light of the day, he had to be male and at her age.
Looking down on herself with a slight frown, she too noted that he was clearly taller than she was, too. What wasn't such a heavy feat to be, Yori knew that she was rather smallish to begin with. Almost everyone was taller as her.
The designer jeans was too long and her feet were covered from the ends of the jeans. Rolling and folding it up she got the desired effect rather quickly and now had her dainty feet look out of the jeans again. The next thing Yori went fishing after was a belt. He had also to be slightly bigger then her, she had noted with a new frown when she had slipped into the jeans. It constantly slipped off her slender hips.
A belt was fast acquired; he had a lot of them as it looked.
Luckily, for Yori most had metal holes to adjust the wide and so she took one of those. Her bra was drying at the window together with her panties. She had washed them with the cleaner that she found under the sink in the bathroom. It had embarrassed her to no end to go to search for underwear that she could use.
To her uttermost surprise and relive, she had found a stray underwear of a female in one of the drawers.
One that did even fit her to an extent.
She mused it must be that of the woman that she had heard rummage around in the next room. Her voice had sounded soft and obedient to Yori. She could hear the fear in it and had shuddered. Somehow she did already pity the other woman for having to put up with that man, no, vampire. Yori had no doubts about it that this was the home of vampires in which she was in. She had found evidence enough already while hunting for something to wear.
Honestly, the empty blood back in one of the drawers had been a dead give away to even her.
She was just hoping that the owner of the room would not be too angry at her unintended snooping around in his things. A soft blush made the way to her face and colored it slightly pink.
Making the bed, Yori nodded to herself before she went over to the bat that had followed her into the bedroom to hold out her hand to the tiny creature to hop onto it. What it did after a second eying her hand suspiciously. What amused Yori to no ends, although she did not show it. Looking at it, she addressed the creature in her normal calm and soft voice.
"I understand that I am forbidden to leave the house?"
The tiny thing just stared at her for a minute then it seemed to nod oddly at her.
"Does that mean that I can walk around as long as I do not try something stupid?"
Again, she was observed and then nodded at.
She gave a nod of herself. "Then I will now go and search for something to eat and drink. No need to starve." She told the bat and let it settle on her left shoulder.
A stray look into the mirror near the door on her way out showed Yori her slightly ruffled looking frame. She still sported faint bruises although, the most had vanished over night and only the worst from before were still visible faintly on her skin. The pullover she had taken to wear was much too long on her petite frame and looked somewhat loose on her too. It was almost on dress length; she shrugged at her roguish look and stepped out of the room.
Outside she could barely suppress a scream when she turned around from closing the door behind her.
There, hanging over the staircase down, on the wall above it was a big picture of a woman and a teenager that Yori knew very well from sight.
Shiki Senri.
A member of the night class.
Then the woman had to be his sister or his mother Sayori figured. No, rather his mother, Yori corrected herself when seeing how she looked at the teenager. The normally so brooding looking young man looked rather lively in the picture. He had a more vibrant expression on his charming face as she had ever seen him wear before.
It astounded the silent girl in more then one way and Yori found that he should look more open like that more often.
It befitted him.
Yori let her eyes wander over the picture until she had to tear her eyes away. Senri truly was a handsome young man, even she had to note that. not that she would ever get caught from anyone mooning at the Night Class, like those hormone driven fan girls! Sayori would rather become Rido's next dinner before she let that happen, ever! She went her brown eyes back to the striking couple in the picture.
Both had red hair, although his was considerately darker as that of the woman. Also, Senri had pale blue grey eyes where his mother had grey ones. Rido, Yori did know, had one blue and one red brown one. Squinting at the picture Yori realized why Senri looked so familiar to her.
He was the living mirror image of that vampire nutcase sleeping in the room beside her temporally one! Oh gods! And she had liberated some of Senri's cloths! Her embarrassment tinted her face brightly red. Yori decided to alter the trail of her thoughts, least she would die of mortification. She really didn't want to know what he would think of her if he ever found out…
So, the two were related.
Maybe even father and son? It was possible from their looks. She shrugged it off and went on with her search for foot. If Senri San was related to that man, then he had Yori's deepest sympathy without a second thought, for having to be linked to Rido. No wonder that he was looking so morose all of the time! She would do too, if having to put up with that vampire all of the time.
Why was she still alive and relatively unharmed anyway?
With a shudder, Yori thought of all the ash she had seen on the floor around the man in the room she had been brought to. He had killed without to bash a lid. So why had he left her alive and even went so far to heal her? Yori did know that she should look much worse as she did. It made no sense to try to figure out a mad man, Yori was aware but still she couldn't help it as to mull over those facts. In that hall, Yori had been scared shitless. When he had hurt her, Sayori had truly believed that she was going to die there. It had affected her attitude and her reaction to Rido in a way that still stunned the petite girl. All of that had given her the courage to stand up against him and to refuse to show him any weakness.
Clearly, that had rescued her life.
He, Rido, he confused her.
What also confused her was the evidence of a very sloppy housekeeper when she reached the bottom stairs.
Whoever it was, he or she made a stunningly bad job! The kitchen needed a cleaning badly and the laundry was obviously overdue. Opening a door to a toilet room downstairs had her shudder at the sight and the freezer in the kitchen was a beginning biotope from the looks of it. Did that steak just move? Sighting Yori ignored the steak and rummaged around until she found some still edible food in the freezer and later in the cupboards before she went and cleaned the dishes first and the rest later.
She would not be able to eat anything made in here before that muck wasn't removed!
It took her a full and a half hour to clean the room up enough to her tastes.
After her cleaning spree, the titles blinked, the floor titles were shining, and the freezer was almost empty. Due all the food gone bad, that Yori had removed from it. And she had been partially right with the steak… much to her horror! The worms had looked rather spooked when she had thrown onto the floor in her revulsion with a scream after discovering the insects in the steak.
For a while that sight had even made her forget her hunger pangs.
Now thought, Yori had a slight problem. How could she bring the junk out to the bin without to trigger her capturer into harming her for thinking that she tried to escape? She simply refused to eat anything as long these… wiggling things were in the house! Sayori looked at the beady eyes of the bat on her shoulder.
"Is it ok if I bring the garbage out and go back inside immediately? It stinks the entire house up."
The creature seem to oddly consider her words for a moment before it suddenly flapped its wings and to Yori's astonishment, did melt into the skin of her neck! For a short moment, she felt someone entering her mind and somehow she did just know that she was allowed as long as she did not try anything else. She even got the impression of a wrinkled nose at the smell of the backs which she held in her hands.
What amused her somewhat to no ends.
So, he didn't like smelly things either, did he?
Maybe she should have shown him the worms.
Softly laughing she took the key from the door and secured the door before she took the bags and brought them to the refuse container outside. She immediately returned to the house. Somehow, the feeling of having something inside of her was getting on her nerves and she wanted it out again. Just after closing the door and turning the key, the thing left her neck again.
Yori heaved a sigh of relieve.
That had simply felt awkward. Looking at it again, she gave short nod and went back into the kitchen. She needed sustenance and besides, there was now a clean kitchen that she could use. Something simple, Miso soup and bacon and eggs, maybe? Eggrolls also sounded appealing…
Humming Yori went to work.
The heavenly smell of homemade food drew Hitomi out of her slumber a short while later.
Was the nasty keeper of her finally removed? Had her uncle and her brother given her a real housekeeper for once? She wasn't sure only that the food smelled heavenly and that she wanted some! In the kitchen waited a surprise in form of a petite, brown-eyed girl in Senri's designer jeans and one of his most beloved pullovers that looked at her with her calm eyes.
Pointing at the pan in her hands the young captive or her Master Rido spoke to Hitomi with a soft voice.
"Good evening, Miss Shiki? Madam? I apologize; I do not know how to address you properly. My name is Wakaba Sayori, Yori for short. Please forgive me my intruding in your kitchen. However, I was made aware that I could make me some food from… well, him. Do you want to have a plate too? I made Miso soup and eggs. And I found some still edible potatoes in here too."
Hitomi watched the blood bat on Yori's shoulder and had an idea how he had made his wishes known to the nice and polite human girl. It amused Hitomi to see this Yori girl rummage around in her son's cloths. They clearly were too big for the petite teenager but she seem to have managed. Senri thought, would have a fit surely when he found out. Not that Hitomi did mind Sayori wearing them, her dress was shredded from she could see in the night before. Looking at the food, she nodded happily and set down on her now clearly clean table.
Pointing at the clean surface, she addressed the smallish human uneasily. Well knowing who had cleaned here.
"You didn't need to do that. I, normally I have a housekeeper of a sort… "She fell silent, suddenly realizing that the silent girl had to know the real circumstances why that person was here for most of the time. Hitomi blushed. Yori ignored it and simply put a generous portion onto a plate to set it in front of the woman.
Oh yes, Yori had right the right impression of that 'house Keeper' already."
More a jailer was it, in her eyes if she wasn't mistaken here.
"It was nothing." She told Hitomi with a kind smile. "Please do not concern yourself with it. I needed something to do anyways; I would go nuts in here if I had nothing to do." She told the woman with the knowing eyes with another benign smile before both dug into the food.
"This was delicious!" Hitomi barely refrained herself from licking the plate clean. Her son would have, she was sure.
Currently she helped Yori to clean up and to her open shock, it turned out to be more fun as expected. Yori was considerate and very nice to have to talk to. The girl was good at listening and figuring things out on her own without to look overbearing. Hitomi had badly missed someone to talk to since she was chained to the house after being given to Rido in her youth. She had lost it all. Her work as a star-actress, her little freedom and her sanity almost too.
What wasn't a wonder with that Vampire Lord at all.
Count to it that her family had forbidden her to have any outside contact and you got the picture pretty fast. Rido, despise that she was only his Lover in a way of speaking, his mistress, was a possessive man. He allowed no rebellion and had hurt her in the past often to get his point across. She had kept silent to not endanger her precious son too with enrage Rido or her so-called family.
Only her tears had been allowed her and those she had fast stopped to cry too. After getting it that Senri reacted rather spooked to them.
All for her son. Always and forever everything she did was for her son.
Now, for a short while, Hitomi could talk to her hearts content to someone who truly listened to her to her astonishment. Someone who even understood her plight without to ask in a silent and accepting way. The girl, no Sayori was a marvel in her eyes. She just hoped that Rido did not plan something truly nasty for the kind human girl.
2012 by Suryallee