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Hellow my future slaves! *swishes cape and adjusts masks*
I know you have all missed me, but I'm back! My writing enteries are almost complete! Japan trip is almost said and done! And I have some more stories ready to go! And I decided on some writing times for me that can hopefully fit into my schedule.
But you guys have waited long enough and thank you for being so patient!
A: Oh ha ha ha…like I need to even tell you what I think…considering all my stories are of HIS possessiveness.
Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Knight
Summary as shown: "Yuki…" He murmured his silver hair tousling in the wind. Her eyes didn't seem as they once were, bur filled with annoyance to closely resemble those of the man he despised who stood behind her. He smirked and placed a hand around her waist as she leaned to his touch.
"And you are?"
Full Summary: Kaname lets his greed and selfishness overcome him and seals away Yuki's memories. To rebuild around them a world he wants her to see. Though how does this all exactly play out?
The moonlight spread over the flawless skin of Yuki's face. Her eyes opening to the new dawn of night to look around the large master bedroom. Hazily recalling her time falling asleep in the bedroom, she sat up to glance around for the owner of the bedroom.
"Did you sleep well?" His voice startled her as she looked to the doorway leading from the bathroom. He stood perfectly dressed with the fresh scent from after bathing.
"Yes." She breathed softly, turning away as to calm herself. Her heart pounded against her chest at the recollection of the dream, of the passion that was shared between the two to where they were husband and wife.
"I believe you came down with a fever." He replied, placing his large hand among her forehead. "Despite you being a pureblood, with having your body in such a weak state, the cold has taken care to make you sick."
"I'll be fine." She whispered, trying to rise from the bed when his hands kept her firmly down.
"I insist that you rest in here. Especially when I must be taking leave."
"You're leaving again?" A sly smile graced his lips.
"Do you worry for me to leave your side? Don't sicken yourself greater upon my account, for it will only be until morning." His lips placed gently against her forehead, as well as pushing her back down against the bed.
Kaname rose from her side and went for the door closing it softly behind him. Yuki listened carefully outside the door, knowing that he was trying to keep himself quiet.
"Make sure she doesn't leave the room." He whispered harshly. She could feel the presences of two nobles outside the room and only guessed it was the usual guard dogs to him. Not that she minded the two as people, but more so their proximity to her privacy that she didn't receive as a pureblood yet what Kaname had plenty of.
Silence filled the room as she looked upwards to the ceiling. Boredom filled her mind, not knowing how to occupy herself with out even a single book. Siting up in the bed once again, she placed her feet upon the floorboards and walked amongst the room. The sitting room past the bedroom door was open ajar as she peeked in. The clock on the mantel ticked slowly past eleven as she walked towards the bookshelf and surveyed Kaname's collection. Shocked to see that he had books of love poems. Nothing interesting caught her eye as she traced her thin finger along the spines of the old books.
Passing along next to the desk she looked upon a small stack of books, one was just simply black and letter bound that she opened the front cover to view the contents inside. Our Story was written in a beauty black inked calligraphy that could only be done so by a quill, while below in smaller cursive it read 'The greatest love story'.
Picking it up she flipped to the next page with a sudden interest before sitting upon the sofa. The crackling of the fire was an inviting setting to read.
'Ever since the beginning, we had always been together. Never had there been a day apart where we hadn't looked at each other's faces. It was as if time had always stopped with us. It had.
We were both born of the same house. With the same parents. I was the eldest, I cared for nothing offered in life, and often found that what I was living was pointless. If I were to keep going down my path, I would become the case of a pureblood madness. Until the news came…that I would have a sister.'
Yuki turned the page, easily understanding that this was a story written by Kaname, or some other pureblood.
'I didn't care much until the day of birth came. She was born in secrecy. Known only by the knowledge of my parents. I avoided her presence, until my parents insisted, declaring that we would marry. The moment over looked the bassinet, I was enslaved. The child that looked up to me, brought light to the darkness of my life. It was that moment, I swore to our parents and most importantly to you, that I would forever love, cherish, and protect you from anything and everything. This was our beginning.'
Turning a few more pages her eye caught sight of the top of the page.
'Onii-sama!' You always called me that since you were a young girl. Still hidden from the world. You were always dressed like a French doll, because we treasured you so much, and they suited your young beauty radiantly.
'My precious Yuki.' I would reply, and would hold you closely. We read, we played, we even slept together. Ever since you were a child I took care of you.
When we were young, I was your only playmate in the basement you lived in. You were kept a secret your entire childhood. I begged for your freedom everyday, longing to share the happiness in the world with you. It never crossed my mind, that you would be exposed to the horrors to it as well.
That night came, when our uncle, driven by madness, killed our parents, wanting to drink from you. I killed him to protect you and together we were orphans. I still kept you secret, often taking time away to deal with the vampire council, but I was never away long. Whenever we were together, it was the light in the darkness of the world.
'Onii-sama!' Your embrace was so warm. I often fell into your lap, wishing to cherish the warmth of the light you gave to me. 'Why does Onii-sama look so sad when he's with me?'
'Because I've been without my Yuki for so long.'
'I know…I've been without my Onii-sama for so long to.' Your tears rolling down upon my skin remain a horror to me. I never dreamed to make you cry. When I looked up to you, I kissed away the tears, while still crying my own.
'I've never seen Onii-sama's tears.' You murmured, brushing against them.
'If I were to ever show them to someone, it would be you.' For the first time we kissed, without you sucking away my energy force. You were so sweet, being only thirteen, but that's how I wanted you to remain, without me tainting your image.
She kept flipping past more chapters of monologue of the times spent together at a young age and stopped to look at a cover page labeled The Fall.
Life fell in reverse after the death of our parents. Time seemed to stop when I was away from you…and when I was with you it went by too fast. Years seemed like mere seconds, and one day I returned to find to be greeted by a sixteen-year-old woman. You were cruel to me. Asking to be introduced to the world.
'I want to attend the Aidou's ball with you.' I looked up from my paperwork to see you with a scowl over your face in a cute pout. Your hand clenching an invitation I noticed from hiding in my desk.
'Why would you want to do that?'
'You know why.' You replied bitterly walking over to lean over the desk. 'I can't bear for us to be divided anymore. Why must I sit here for you and only get to be with you at your convenience? Am I not fitting to be introduced to society as your fiancee?'
I was on the other side of the desk in seconds, gripping your arms tightly between my hands to catch your attention.
'Don't you EVER say that!' The fear struck in you eye immediately made me regret snapping at you, that I pulled you to a tight embrace. 'You're the definition of perfect, but the world shouldn't see you. So much can go wrong, so much that I couldn't bear.'
'Nothing will go wrong…as we're together.' You whispered leaning up and placed a kiss to my lips. I gave in to you. You were the only weakness, to the strongest vampire in history. But I couldn't say 'no', the excitement you held along the car ride brought me the joy I had longed for as a boy. But I realized that over time, I wanted the same thing as our parents to keep you a secret for only myself.
You were so nervous when we actually arrived, but to stubborn to take my offer to return back to the mansion. You were too fascinated with the outside world.
'Kuran Kaname-sama.' Aidou announced, bowing to us as we stepped out to the balcony. As expected, the vampires were shocked to see another pureblood along with me.
'Thank you Aidou.' I replied turning to face you with a small smile. You squeezed my hands as I lead you in-front of me, my hands on your shoulders and not wanting to separate myself from you. 'I would like to introduce…the most important person in the world, Yuki Kuran, daughter of Haruka and Juri Kuran, and is to be my future wife.'
The murmurs of the crowd were no surprise, but I paid no mind, before motioning them to continue with their evenings.
'And here I thought we were best friends.' Takuma replied walking up and respectfully bowing to you. 'Allow me to introduce myself Yuki-sama, I am Takuma Ichiijo.' He smiled charily and placed a kiss on your hand. Jealousy raged inside me, considering I had no blind eye to the men here watching you with interest.
'Please, if you are a friend of Kaname, call me Yuki.' At times you remained naive to the status you held over everyone. Before I could object, his grandfather Asato, approached.
'Takuma, why don't you go and fetch Yuki-chan a drink.' He ordered darkly, not even stuttering with the degrading honorific he used.
'I'd prefer if you refereed to my fiancee with a higher regard.' I hissed in your defense.
'As you wish,' He replied hardly bowing in apology. 'Your sister simply looked famished with being in the presence of so many vampires. A poor quality possessed by a pure blood.'
'Go on Yuki.' I urged you forward to Takuma, who I respected more than his grandfather. When you were out of my sight, I hated separating myself from you, with it being my worst fear in life. But I didn't want your image of me scorned with a trivial argument with Asato.
'Pureblood's are a gift Kaname-sama.' He began with his usual lecture. 'Your blood should be given as offering to strengthen the vampire world instead of keeping it in your own lineage. Yuki-sama would surely produce you a lovely heir to continue your name, but she could do so much. Perhaps she could strengthen the Ichijo name-' He couldn't finish his sentence when a crack formed in his glass from my powers.
He looked at it curiously but chuckled to himself.
'I understand, I'm on thin ice aren't I? Then I'll silence myself for your wishes Kaname-sama. But remember that we must keep the Senate alive.'
The arrogance Asato Ichijo had was revolting against the ideas that I had to bring the monarchy back to our society.
I followed after you, to find you polity nodding to something Takuma was telling you. You were right, about saying how this would be better, better than I could ever imagine when we were to be king and queen, until a gunshot. Many of us jumped, looking for whoever fired it among the crowd. But I couldn't care about that with the smoke and blood pouring out from the side of your head. When you fell into my arms, I lost breath and lost myself when everything I had ever treasured lost conciousness in my arms.
Yuki flipped past the other pages to see them all blank. Yet was barely halfway filled.
"Why would he only write half of the story?" She asked herself, placing the book upon the desk with it still open to the last page. She leafed through the other notebooks to only find simple school notes of horrible handwriting. With some doodles along the margins with saying Mrs. Kuran, repeatedly, and intricate writing saying 'Kaname Kuran'.
Could these…possibly be mine? She wondered when a sudden pain breached through her skull. Dropping the notebook, she let out a small cry of pain.
"Yuki-sama!" Aidou's voice called in. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine." She replied, placing her hand along her temple, the pain having disappeared as quickly as she became aware of the real world.
It's odd…because I feel that this is both true and false. But...I know one thing…is that when he returns I won't let him dodge the issue. Her heart pounded in her chest in anticipation as she paced around, thinking on what to say. As well as deciding what he would try to play at. She eyed the chessboard on a small side table, that was frozen in the middle of a game. With only one black piece remaining against the white king, his two knights, rooks, and bishops, and a few pawns. Even though the white still had mny standing considering the loss of the black pieces, her curiosity wondered to where the white queen would have gone to.
The sound of the door opening adverted her gaze over to see Ruka enter, carrying with her a royal blue dress.
"I thought you would like to be dressed…for when Kaname-sama returns." She muttered, diverting her gaze.
"Thank you." Yuki replied before walking over to take the dress. "I'll be able to dress myself Ruka, you don't need to stay here."
"If it would please you, I would like to offer my assistance to Yuki-sama. Don't hesitate to call upon me if you need me." She turned to leave with out another word, leaving Yuki alone. Seeing as no one else could possibly intrude, she only slipped out of her nightgown before pulling the dress up. It fell to the knees with the sleeved falling to her elbows in a waterfall of lacy ruffles.
She managed to zip the back half way before regretting to not have Ruka stay, when fingers took the small piece of metal and finished the way up. The hand straying along the nape of her neck.
"This looks beautiful on you." A familiar voice whispered into her ear.
"H-how long were you standing there?" She hesitated, he chuckled lightly before stoking his fingers through her hair.
"I just entered when you were struggling."
"I didn't even hear you."
"Then I must be good at being quiet. Did you rest well? Though, I see you've been reading." He eyed the book atop the desk and smiled to her a little.
"That's what I wanted to talk to you with." She replied walking over to pick it up. "Is…is this true."
He looked at her in silence before taking a seat.
"I would never be able to lie to you…but yes, everything in there of our past together is true."
"Why isn't it finished?" He smirked to her.
"Because our story is still going on." He whispered, extending his hand to her. "I can see the distrust in your eyes Yuki."
She hesitated before diverting her gaze, cursing herself for allowing herself to be so easily read. He chuckled softly beforing rising up to walk over before her. Lowering himself to his knees, he wrapped his arms around her slim waist.
"Then is you don't believe what I wrote…drink my blood." Her eyes widened at his offer, though he had offered his blood up to her before. "Through my blood, you can see my memories and this will be your chance to see if I'm lying."
She stood there a moment before brushing his hair away from his neck, watching him carefully. His body relaxed as he closed his eyes while awaiting her move. When her tongue lapped at his skin, he let out a hollow breath before her fangs implanted into his neck.
As the rusty blood filled her senses, she savored the sweet rich taste it held to her lips. While images filled her mind, starting from the moment he was born as a young boy he often looked stoic, and never seemed to smile. It leapt to the moment high pitched cries of an infant filled the mansion and that he was called forward to look upon an infant child, that she assumed was herself. He held her so tenderly, as if he feared she would break before placing a small kiss to her forehead.
It flashed to a different time when he was looking upon a younger version of herself where she embraced him tightly whispering how much she missed him.
It flashed again to a different time that she remembered reading about, when they first kissed. Then flashed to a different time where they were both dressed for a party. Before the last flash appeared, of her falling into his arms.
She pulled away from his neck admitting deep laboring breaths before looking up to him in shock. His hand cupped her cheek gently, before leaning in to place a kiss tenderly along her cheek.
"Do you see now? That what I say is true?" He asked. She was only silent as he picked her up before carrying her back to the bedroom. "You still have your fever, I'll call for someone to bring you another nightgown."
He left her alone, closing the door behind him while in the shadows a sadistic smirk played across his lips as he walked down the hall. Never had he ever imagined that he would one day manipulate her, but he couldn't help but think that he had her 'checked'.
Well this is the end of the chapter! I'm happy to say that I'm going to slowly be coming back so I hope you all had a Happy Thanksgiving! It just sucks that we have three weeks before Christmas On the plus side to make life more bearable, I'm gonna re-watch all the episodes of Vampire Knight one a day.
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