Zero stood by the lake, during the serene and quiet day when school was in session. The lake...this is where he had the dream. He could still see it...like a mirage as clear as day. The lake waters turning thick and crimson. Her flawless, bare, bloody body arising onto the shore. It was the worst nightmare he'd had in years. He no longer just hated Yuki Kuran...he despised her. She wasn't a vampire and he knew it. At least...she wasn't just a vampire. "You found my hiding spot." he heard a voice break his thoughts. There Yuki stood, as if his thoughts had summoned her. With instinct, he pointed the bloody rose at her. She shook her head. "Your threats have no meaning to me." she said in a hushed voice. He glared at her.
"How did you do it?" he growled. "Whatever do you mean?" "How did you get in my head?!" She stared tediously. "It is not...'how'. It is 'why'. Because your mind's guard is let down near me, Zero." she replied. He cocked the gun. "You lead yourself to believe I am not better than the other immortals in this school, but...I am in fact more." "Shut up." "You try your hardest to hate me...but you love me as I love you." she said. "Shut up!" he shouted. He shot...but she caught the bullet. There the shiny outcome lay, between her index and thumb, right between the eyes. He choked on his gasp. "Do not lie to yourself Zero...things are becoming quite messy around here as it is and you wouldn't want to make it worse."
He fell to his knees, bangs over his eyes. She dropped the bullet and knelt in front of him, looking upon him as if he were her child. "My sweet, sweet boy..." she mumbled. "Accept your feelings. Because it's unfair of us...to not feel something for each other when we've known each other so long..." He looked up at her, confusion and anxiety in his eyes. How had she done it...make him fall to pieces in an instant? What sorcery was this? She planted a soft kiss on his temple and set her forehead against his. "Don't you love me?" she purred. He swallowed shakily. "...yes..." he croaked. "Don't you want me? To protect me?" By this time she was slinking back in a slow crab walk, as he began to crawl on top of her. "Yes."
He planted a firm kiss on her lips and she pulled him close. "No...no..STOP." he hissed. He quickly ripped away, breaking the kiss and releasing her leg from his waist. She sat up on the glassy lakeside, licking her lips. "Don't play mind games with me, vampire!" "Oh, well. I tried." she sighed heavily, as she started to strip from her clothes. His eyes widened as he turned away. "I just came for a swim." He glared as she slowly descended into the water, then whipped around and stormed off. She closed her eyes as she let herself fall back into the water. She was fully submerged when the water turned into blood...as red as a rose.
Sara sat in the main school's library. Not a soul was inside, except for her and Takuma. Takuma was silent as she looked through every book there was on foreign translations. Every since that day a few weeks ago...Takuma had been nervous. He had now been pulled into the war between the three splits: Yuki vs. Sara vs. Kaname and his disciples. But he hadn't known his side... "What are you looking for anyways, Sara?" he asked. She scanned each page thoroughly. "That day...she snapped at me. She said soemthing in a different tongue...and whatever language it is...and whatever it means...it will help my case." she answered. She held up a slip of paper to him. Promiscua devorat sordibus tuis totum, miser damnatorum, it read. He frowned.
"And what is your case?" She looked at him. "I will prove Yuki-sama is not who anyone thinks she is." He frowned. "And if you are with me Takuma, you will help me...but if you wish for your spot in the future council to vanish...then please. Keep on Kaname or Yuki-sama's behalf." she snapped. He swallowed. Sara...she'd done so much for him. But Kaname had been his friend for all his life. And Yuki was an innocent young girl but...she gave him doubt; still he considered her a friend. But he knew what he had to do...everything would turn out the same in the end anyway. "...It's in Latin." he said silently. She smirked and took out the small translation book. After a few moments she grew a dark countenance and an eerie smile. "May your promiscuous filth...eat you whole...child of the damned." she translated. She chuckled darkly under her breath.
"Oh, but Miss Kuran...I believe it already has."