I'm almost caught up to the Vampire Knight manga. I'm on chapter 42 now. I went and saw The Spirit last week and…it sucked.

Sakura02: I don't want Dirty Mop Jr. (or Sr.) breaking into my house. I'd cry.

Sakurawriter: I'm glad you liked it. I always struggle with whether or not I'm keeping Zero in character and it's good to get feedback on that. Thank you so much!

Hisanachan: Vampire Senna doesn't really have any of her own personal motives. Her only real motive is to serve Rido (aka Dirty Mop Sr.) and help him on his quest for world domination…or getting Yuki…whichever one he feels is most imperative.

"Senna-sama, you shouldn't be sitting on Rido-sama's coffin." Ichiru sighed.

Senna glanced at Ichiru out of the corner of her eye. "I'm bored." She laid down on top of the coffin on her back, looking at Ichiru upside down. "So, you're Zero-chan's brother, right?"

Ichiru resisted the urge to sigh again, instead sitting down in a chair beside the coffin. "Yes. He's my twin."

"It must be nice to have a brother." Senna said wistfully. "Did you have a mother and a father too?"

"Yes. Why are you so interested in all of this?"

Senna rolled over onto her stomach, resting her head on her arms. Her red eyes were still lightly flecked with silver. They were sad and thoughtful as they appraised Ichiru. "I don't have a family. I don't really have a mother or a father. I don't have any brothers or sisters. I'm all alone."

Ichiru was startled when he suddenly had an armful of Senna in his lap. He hesitantly wrapped his arms around the teenage vampire girl. "Is everything all right, Senna-sama."

Senna looked up, her eyes now completely red. "I'm hungry, Ichiru-chan. Where's Takuma-chan?"

"Ichijo is busy right now, Senna-sama. You will simply have to settle for me." Ichiru stated.

Senna giggled and licked Ichiru's neck before biting down, drinking her fill of Ichiru's blood. Satisfied, she pulled back, smirking up at Ichiru. "Why do you try so hard to take care of me? Is it because Papa ordered you to?"

"No. I could care less what that man says." Ichiru smoothed Senna's frazzled hair down. "Even though you say you don't have a mother, Shizuka-sama loved you like a real daughter. She wanted to protect you from Rido. Since she's no longer here to do that, I will protect you as best I can."

"So, this is where you've been, Senna."

Ichiru stood up, immediately putting himself between Senna and the impassive looking pureblood. "What are you doing here?"

Senna peeked out from behind Ichiru and smirked. "Hello, Kaname-chan. How have you been? It seems like forever since I saw you. Tell me, that delicious blood I smelled earlier, that was Yuki-chan, right?"

Kaname glared at the teenage girl. "So, you've been working for Rido all along."

Senna giggled. "No. I only just got my memories back. You always suspected something though, didn't you? You did try to kill me that one time."

"Why did Rido create you?" Kaname asked calmly.

Senna smirked at the protective arm Ichiru put in front of her. "To help him obtain his goals, of course."

"Is there anyway to get back the other Senna?" Kaname asked, his gaze never leaving the coffin beside the protective Ichiru and smirking Senna.

Senna shrugged. "I don't know."

Kaname sighed, realizing he wasn't getting anywhere. He turned his gaze to Ichiru. "Can you open the coffin?"

"No." Ichiru growled out.

Senna stepped out from behind Ichiru. "Go ahead and open it, Ichiru-chan. I want to see what Kaname-chan is planning." Senna plopped down on the floor, watching Ichiru slowly open the coffin. She listened with slight interest as Kaname spoke to Ichiru about Hunter twins. "So, Zero-chan was supposed to eat Ichiru-chan?"

Ichiru frowned and pushed the lid of the coffin off. "Kaname-sama, you didn't come to discuss my brother and I, right? I opened the coffin like you asked so do as you please. You're here to destroy Rido-sama, aren't you?"

Kaname looked down at the coffin as he spoke. "Don't you want him destroyed too?"

Senna stood up, skipping over to the side of the coffin. "So this is what Papa really looks like. She blinked as she was shoved away from the coffin by Kaname. She watched him draw his sword. A part of her was crying for joy at the prospect of Rido being killed.

"Kaname, what are you doing!?"

Senna smiled as she ran over to Ichijo. She waited impatiently for him to put Senri down before she hugged him tightly. "I missed you, Takuma-chan."

Ichijo looked sadly down at the pure red eyes that stared up at him. He turned his attention back to Kaname. "Kaname…"

Kaname didn't look up from his sword poised against Rido. "You shouldn't worry, Ichijo. Even if I cut him into a thousand pieces, I can never kill him. I thought I may as well let him return to his original form as he wishes. Besides, if someone can destroy him, perhaps our Senna will come back."

Ichijo looked down at the teenage girl that looked like Senna, that even smelled like her, but she wasn't the Senna that he or any of the Night Class loved. "What do you mean you can't kill him?" He ran over and attempted to pull the sword out of Kaname's grasp but to no avail.

Senna plopped down on the bed beside the unconscious Ichijo, bored with the whole drama. She cocked her head to the side when Kaname walked by her. "Leaving so soon, Kaname-sama?"

"Why have you not tried to kill me, Senna? I'm sure it would please Rido greatly if you did." Kaname looked over at Senna with sad eyes.

Senna tapped her chin thoughtfully before she smiled. "Because I'm no match for Kaname-chan. If I fought Kaname-chan, he'd surely kill me without hesitation." She didn't mention that there was a part of her, deep inside of her, that didn't wish to kill him or harm any of the Night Class. She kept that to herself, afraid that if Rido found out, he'd see her as useless and kill her.

Kaname walked over to Senna, placing a gentle, almost affectionate hand on the startled girl's cheek. "Please come back to us, Senna-chan." He straightened up and left the room.

"Senna, are you okay?"

Senna looked up into the worried eyes of Ichijo. She clutched at her white school jacket, right over her heart. "It hurts. I'm Papa's tool. That's what I was born to be. I'm not supposed to have any feelings, I'm not supposed to be attached to people. So why, why is that when I think of hurting everyone, my chest hurts?"

Ichijo saw Senna's red eyes become flecked with silver again. He pulled the scared girl into his arms. "Senna, you are your own person. You are no ones tool." He held her for a moment longer before pulling away from her. "I have to go now."

Senna sat in silence on the bed, her knees pulled up to her chest. She looked over to Rido's coffin, her eyes widening slightly when she saw him emerge. She quickly hopped off the bed and ran over, getting down on her knees and bowing to the pure-blood.

"My precious little tool, why do you look so sad?"

Senna winced as Rido placed his hand on the same cheek Kaname had. When Rido did it, it felt cold and unloving. "I'm not sad, Rido-sama."

Rido traced his hand down to Senna's throat. "I heard everything, everything you said to Kaname and Takuma. Do you really think you have a choice? You are my tool and you will obey me. If not…"

Senna screamed and clutched her head. It felt like millions of hot needles were stabbing her. The feeling moved from just inside her head to all over her body. She curled up on the floor in the fetal position, crying and begging Rido to stop.

"Rido-sama, I think she has learned her lesson." Ichiru knelt beside Senna and helped her sit up, allowing the pained girl to rest against him. He gently picked her up and carried the half-conscious girl over to the bed where Senri was. He laid her beside the unconscious vampire.

Senna couldn't see, nor could she hear. All she could feel was the pain that racked her body and forced her to curl back up to alleviate the pain. She barely smelled Ichiru's blood until he was standing above her.

"Senna-sama, Shizuka-sama wanted to give you this."

Senna felt Ichiru put something around her neck. It was cold against her skin and she shuddered. Her vision was fuzzy and she wasn't sure what it was. As Ichiru turned to walk away, Senna tried to yell for him, to beg him not to leave her. Her eyes widened slightly as Rido walked over and sat beside her.

Rido placed his hand over Senna's eyes. "We need to erase that defiance you seem to have accumulated."

Senna screamed as the pain returned tenfold. The pain only lasted a minute though and then her world went black. The last thing she felt was somebody picking her up and carrying her away.

My poor abused Senna. I don't have much to say except thank you all for being so patient and not killing me for being bad about updating. I realize the chapter is a little on the short side but I'm trying to break up the chapters so that I don't get completely caught up with the manga. If that happens, ya'll will either have to wait for an update once a month or you'll have to have fillers (flashbacks). If you have a preference, please let me know so I can start planning. Thank you all so much for your continued support!