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.
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Suryallee
Chapter seven
Hitomi couldn't help as to look confused at her son.
What in the name of Enma did Senri do in the Library of the mansion at 08, 00 AM in such a state? His tossing around the books had been what had woken her. Luckily, not, well him, but that wasn't the point here.
Senri cursed and there went the next old tome down to the floor where it did land in a cloud of dust.
Silently settling into a nearby seat Hitomi took to watch her only child with wide eyes.
He had not sensed her so far, abnormal for Senri. He was, as a fault, as much sensitive as his Sire was it. Normally Senri did always know who was where and who it was, as Rido did it too. It was creepy to say at last, how her boy did manage that. Also, even not giving away that he could sense such things most of the time, Hitomi had always able to tell when Senri did it.
How he did that that was something Hitomi had never understood. Like with her Master, Senri had that talent and that was that.
And the state he appeared to be in, first!
The pajama was clearly new but rumpled badly. His normally styled hair was in total real disarray for once and his eyes looked agitated.
Because she did know that her son normally never wore attire when in bed, these nightclothes were an unusual sight. Like Rido too, he preferred to sleep naked. If he went out into the house, he always was dressed in his style to a point of obsession. Never before had Hitomi seen him running around in the house clad into simple pajamas or such in the past. Not since he could dress himself that was. Hitomi hadn't even known that her son owned some.
Giggling softly she remembered him as a cute toddler.
Always back then, he had closed the buttons wrong on everything. He looked now so grown up! He still ignored her in a way thought… taking in the titles on the backs of the books, she realized that he searched for vampire Lore under the volumes. Some he had stacked onto a sideboard next to her current position. She took one and leaved through the book.
Yep, he was searching for books explaining Vampire Lore, nature and behavior.
How mystifying.
Then her mind took to the only human in the house and Hitomi suddenly had an idea what was going on. Smiling softly the woman rose and walked over to a bookcase in the far off corner of the room. She startled her son with it who uttered a soft greeting and looked guiltily down on the mess he had made. Crouching down she inspected the lower part of the bookshelf before Hitomi took out some tomes from it.
Three books, all rather big and old looking were added to his little tower of other volumes silently.
"Take these to the girl, Senri. They, I was told, explain it the best. You want her to know what she has unintentionally gotten herself into, right?" Hitomi couldn't help herself when her son blushed slightly and scratched his head in an utterly cute manner. As silent as before she went over and hugged Senri immediately.
The young vampire instantly buried his face in her neck and bit down carefully as he had always done in the past.
It wasn't exactly hunger or bloodlust that drove Senri here. More the need for comfort. It was common under his kin to act like this. One of the many things that Yori needed to know, to then act accordingly to them when being exposed to such behavior in the house and around Vampires. It was more reassurance than anything else.
Close family, mates and friends did this often, to solidify their bonds with each other and to show that they cared enough to let the other feed on them.
In a manner of speaking it was like a hug and kiss on the head for humans. Only stronger since more then only an emotion was transferred this way. When feeding a Vampire took on occasion also in the memories, the emotions and thoughts of another being. With humans all of that was an easy task. With a Vampire thought, it could be hazardous to try to do so.
Since they all were trained at a young age to hide their minds behind barriers, so not to give away of what they truly thought.
Naturally they build up mental barriers that depended onto the strength of the builders psyche to work against an attack this way. Pure Bloods could easily invade any mind this way and take the memories and all from the victims. Nobles could do so too, depending on their natural power and control, rarely could keep them from a Pure Blood thought.
Parents could usually do this easily to their children and so on.
To Senri, suckling a little on his mothers blood was like having comfort food right now and more, in a very different sense of meaning.
He felt her bite him back and so, the link was fully established.
All what had run through his very being was exposed in under a minute to Hitomi this way. All his longings and inner fights as well as his insecurities and fears. Her acceptance was like the security blanked was it for a very small child. It calmed him down in under a second. After breaking that connection again, he licked the wound clean as she did too and then simply snuggled into her warm arms.
Contented to just be there now since his soul was reassured now of her love this way in more ways than one again.
He always had more been the silent individual, happy to let the world run by him. Often he found himself back just looking at it and the struggles that the others had, from the outside. It was easier for him to not let others come to close to his true self, or he would be discovered.
Cowardly, in a way yes, but also a necessary defense that Senri had to build up in his try to stay sane in his life.
He also hid a lot this way to the outward world and more importantly to the Shiki elders that watched him like a hawk. When he didn't turn out like they wanted him, they had receded somewhat, had him life his own live to an extent. Just as he had wanted them to do. He knew that his uncle had wanted him to be more powerful, since Rido was his father.
Actually, he was, he just did not show it much, that was it.
His senses were a lots sharper as that of a normal Noble born and due to his heritage and Bloodlines he had some, unique talents? Quirks? Gifts? It wasn't important how one named them but Senri knew that they were there and that was it. Officially his Bloodwhip was the only thing that he could use adequately in the eyes of the others.
But it wasn't his only weapon and Rido, Senri did know, knew that since his invasion of Senri's body. But not his mind. Rido had been surprised that his boy had kept him out of his memories and mind for the most parts.
It made the youth nervous to know it as well that his Sire was aware of his hidden talents.
Somehow Rido seem to be amused of his adamant guarding of his assets. He even seems to approve of Senri in a way of speaking because of that. But when they had their little fight at the academy Rido had let him know that he did know and had practically whipped the floor with Senri to nail it home that Senri needed better training in Rido's eyes.
He was waiting for his father to turn on him again. Senri just knew that Rido would do so in the future. It was simple logic.
He also was aware that he could no longer hide it all now. He needed to train his powers now in order to not have his Sire do that embarrassing and degrading thing again with him. A low growl escaped him that had Hitomi take up to pet through his dark red hair in moments only. His color was another dark reminder of his heritage that Senri hated. Why couldn't he have inherited his mothers wonderful light color of fresh copper?
No it had to be Rido's Kuran genetics that had to come through in him… another rebellious growl, albeit softer escaped Senri.
When he had been much younger, his relatives had taken him to visit the madly blooming princess in her gilded cage.
It had been a slap in the face for Shizuka sama, since he was the son of her supposed fiancée and both had known it. Not that either, she or Senri had cared. One look at the silent and seemingly doll like boy had the Princess laugh like mad at them all in an decidedly chilling manner.
Then she had waved him over to the bars to her cage and his entourage away.
Her peculiar gaze should have scared the little vampire but instead it had calmed him. At that time, she still had that turnling with her in there, that had openly pitied Senri from his spot in the cage next to his mistress. Somehow, in some way, Senri had not mind him doing so. The man's gaze had a meaningful look that had comforted him even.
Both acknowledged the other to be a prisoner of the circumstances that they were.
"Now what do we have here?" Shizuka had mused in her bitter voice and then she had leaned in to have a better look at Senri's eyes. Her beam after leaning back had been decidedly pleased and rather frightening at the same time. Senri, being himself had not remarked on it. He kept calm and had given her a blank look.
At that she had laughed. Softly and into her long kimono sleeves, Shizuka had done so. The elegant picture of a Lady of old times she had been to Senri.
"A little Cockatoo, how increasingly entertaining this is turning out to be. Did you fall into the wrong nest, little Cockatoo?" Her gaze had softened somewhat after that, moreover her voice gained on a little warmth when she saw Senri's confused look. "First that sad… child, a while ago and now they bring you to me to see. I wonder how much more dense they can become. They do not know very much, now don't they?"
Her eyes had looked at Senri with thoughts swirling through them like clouds.
"Keep to it to be a good little Cockatoo, before they go and clip your wings. Hide your true nature from all the prying eyes on you and more so, from yourself! Stay the well-trained doll that they want you to be. It is safer that way for your sanity, my little cute Cockatoo. Grow into your wings in silence and at your own time. Surprise me if you can. You will surprise them if you do, of that I am in no doubt." She hid another madly giggle in her sleeves.
Her eyes had danced with the mad light of her insanity.
Strangely enough, Senri had not felt scared of her rather inane chatter but rather amused instead. Although he didn't understand back then and did not until this very day, why she had called him a cockatoo and why she said the things that Shizuka had said.
Then her look had cleared somewhat in an instant what was normal occurrence for the madly blooming princess. Her mood swings were legendary.
She had leaned in again to reach through the bars to tussle his wild hair. A fast digging of her long nails into her palm and she had opened a wound on her hand from that she let him swallow her precious blood from. The performance had all onlookers look relieved since she so accepted the boy. It bewildered them thought, that she ushered Senri to take a lot more as the very few drops that were necessary to do so.
Actually Shizuka let him consume a very lot.
What puzzled him too, up to this day. She had smiled strangely all the while she did let him drink, a mad glint dancing in her eyes that scared the shit out of the Guards around her cage. None had dared to come over but all had been tense from what Senri could tell later. Somehow he had known back then that she had asserted the willpower of her birthright over them all to keep them from being meddlesome.
Only her male companion had dared to ogle her oddly but then had shrugged and not commented on her want to feed Senri. It was as if Shizuka wanted him to receive something through her blood that day that she thought that he needed in the future. After that, she had leaned in to whisper something into his little ears before he had been taken away again.
Something, that Senri never told to a soul, no matter how much all did try to pry it out of the boy and what puzzled his up to date.
"Grow up and than learn quickly to fly! And when you do, will you do me a little favor little my Cockatoo, will you?"
At his shy nod she had smiled brilliantly at the boy vampire.
"Become strong, grow to be wild, learn to make your own decisions, hatch a backbone in silence and doing so, do not let them ever put you into a cage too and be free! Oh, and kick him for me where it hurts the most when you have grown up, that will be enough for me know and be content. Never tell a soul about this, or they will try to put shackles on you! It will be our little secret, the first one of many you will have to learn to keep, my little darling Cockatoo, now shoo. Go back to your mother birdie and be a good little nestling and do not forget to sharpen your dainty little claws!"
Senri had been befuddled but had simply nodded to that, what had Shizuka laugh delightfully and her ex-human arch a brow at them both.
"You better do as she says, boy. Because I have the feeling that she is all too right, as usual with her insights. I wish you good luck, child. You will need every ounce of it that you can get I fear." He told the boy in a gruff but kind voice that had the boy look less blankly at the man as was usual for him. In the eyes of the lover of the princess had been that kind of understanding that was barely directed at Senri in those days or later even.
He had felt like a real person and not like an object for a short moment. Noticed as a living being instead of only being a tool and he was somewhat comforted from the compassionate look in the eyes of the man.
That was the one and only time Senri ever heard the man talk. On a later time, when hearing that he had been killed, Senri had silently cried in his room for the mad princess and her strange, doomed lover, who had been so kind to him that day.
He had kept to his promise what had his uncle blow a fit. Still, no one had managed to get it out from the morose boy what Shizuka had told him and it staid that way. No matter what they tried, Senri kept his secret.
Now he was musing about her words once again.
"…Cockatoo…"
The word still hunted Senri in a sense. Sometimes he could actually still hear her whisper that nickname that she had bestowed on him when he was alone or in discomfort and then it calmed him. Senri heaved a sigh and rose to clean up the mess he left in his wake to find the right books for Yori chan.
Hitomi said nothing.
She was aware that her son sometimes acted strangely and that Senri then often slipped into a state where he wasn't to rose from. No matter what. Shrugging it off, the woman stood and went back to bed. Ignoring her instincts that this time had been different in a way she left Senri to himself to sort out whatever had him so worked up.
She also ignored the strange sparkle that was now, once again, in her son's eyes.
He had it there before, when younger. Sure, the glance scared her sometimes a little as did the temper that Senri had, but didn't show too often. He had not inherited her Masters madness and that was comforting her. Whilst slipping into the sheets, Hitomi only wondered why he on rare occasions, felt so strangely the same like her Master to her.
It only occurred rarely and only when he was like he had been in the library.
She fell asleep whilst musing over it feebly.
Downstairs, Senri took his sample of books from the table.
Shizuka Sama…
When she was at the academy she had ignored him fully. After her dead, her servant, that second Kiriyuu boy, had brought him some feathers tied together with a leather tong that smelled vaguely after her lover from once and a little bell attached to the tong and had shrugged. He also had delivered a message.
"Good Boy. Grow up faster, don't forget!"
That was all. The human had not known either what she had meant with her cryptic words or gift.
The feathers turned out to be Cockatoo feathers for the most, only one had been that of a baby Hawk, what had Senri arch a brow. He had ignored it and had put them into a box in which he hid his personal items and deliberately forgotten about them. Then his father had taken him over and everything had become hazy for a while.
Back in his room Senri now took the items out of the box to look at them once more.
Sitting on his bed one hand of his moved through hair his hair while he did look. He still wasn't certain what Shizuka had meant with her cryptic words. Shrugging it off, all he was certain about was, that she must have thought that he had done right. Whatever she had wanted him to do, that was. The bell and tong clearly had been meant as a memory for him, to remember her male and her by, but why putting a lone Hawk father into the bunch?
Putting the feathers back into the box, Senri found that females were confusing him, no matter the race or age!
You never knew what they had in mind when doing or saying something.
Taking up his books he stood to deliver them to Yori's room.
At least the human girl, she he did understand to an extend!
Moaning Yori massaged tiredly her arching neck muscles. The entire morning now she read herself through the books that Senri had brought to her room after a while. After his strange reaction he had jumped up like a possessed person to run out of her room in haste. He had looked like he was hunted by hell dogs to the befuddled Yori.
After that she had tried to catch up sleep.
Later, around nine AM he had snug back into her room and had woken her up to give her the books.
"Read them. They will explain the problems better as I can." He had told her cryptic and then he had fast left again.
Pinching the bone of her nose she shrugged again at his strange behavior. He acted like someone who feared to be in her presence. After reading through two of the books she got a vague idea of why Senri maybe could do so. They had centered on Vampire behavior and nature.
Confusing, yes, sometimes outright shocking, true but also a lot informative the books had been.
No longer she did question some of the events that she had observed in the past.
Zero as well did make a lot more sense now in some of his shown reactions in the past, as did Senri or his mother in the late.
Even the want to keep the Night Class separated from the Day Class now made sense to Yori. The headmaster was wise to keep on that separation, she realized. Also, that it was a dangerous attempt to make both races accept and live peacefully along each other that he tried while establishing those classes in one school. Although Yori had her doubts that it would work out as he wanted it in the future.
She had her musings of the why's Kaname San had agreed to it in the first place and Yuuki was one of them.
However, Yori understood now why both races had so many troubles going along much better too.
To name one that was foremost in her list of those troubles was Instincts.
Instincts drove a vampire much more often to do something as they did a human. Hunters such as Yagari San or even Zero, they were needed to keep the balance in more ways than one. Vampires were prone to react quite differently from a human to some situations and happenings around them. Naturally that came with the nature of said instincts.
For example, blood.
For humans a shown alarm sign that was hard to ignore. Of injury and that they were in danger. Blood was ones life-force and as such not normally seen other as when in trouble. They needed it to transport H2O and nutrients and to run their bodies. Clear and simple, it was a part of what made them life, a part of their body.
For Vampires it was their main food.
Other than that, they used it to fight, transport emotions to another as well as they used it to seal bonds or contracts with it. And that was only the short tale of what else blood meant for a Vampire. Somehow all seem to spin around the fluid in their society what wasn't so surprising once one looked deeper into the matter as usual.
What Yori had done.
Her head did still spin from all the alien information she had read in the books in the last hours. Still trying to absorb it all and make a human friendly sense of it. What was almost impossible by the way as Sayori had found out.
Their differences were variable and big and there was no way to easily fit them together in any way of use.
Some things would never be understood from a human since they lacked the necessary abilities to do so and some would never make sense to Vampires out of the same mutual problem. Their understanding of each other was limited by education, acceptance and the will to look over the differences.
Thus that, albeit Vampires thought of humans as weak, her race wasn't so much once you thought about it.
The Hunters were a clear testimony to that.
Still, the most of the Vampires thought of them to be nothing more than food.
What opened a new can of worms.
A Vampire would always stay that, a Vampire. No matter what. The Hunters had it right more than they knew when they called them Beasts. Instincts, and here we are back at the crux of the matter, were what drove them mostly.
She would have to treat even more carefully around them now, Yori got that.
Even knowing this all did not mean that she automatically understood them now. Sure, Yori could now pierce better together what drove them, could act accordingly when faced with situations in the future but in the end, she was still only human.
She had not, their instinctual knowledge of things nor did she have their senses to discern what was going on.
All Yori had was the complicated set of rules that they lived by. Warnings of what better to avoid hence she didn't want to end up in trouble and a knowledge of rituals when finding herself into a situation that was life threatening.
The last was what she practically took to memory the best. It could safe her life and humanity in times to come.
2012 By Suryallee