It was winter. Snow was falling and the hibernation of the animals begun. And as the pure white snow fell, like diamonds from above...it only seemed like she was growing more beautiful by the day. The snow brought out her fair skin, and made her lips look cherry red, her black attire complimenting curves of her waist. She hung onto his arm as they left footsteps in the snow. Zero stared ahead, questioning himself if the fact he agreed to spend some time with Yuki was a good idea. She stood at the end of the lake's dock and stared at the frozen water. "So what's this about?" he asked with a sigh. She looked at him sorrowfully.
"You seem like the only person who could understand." she said. He frowned, as she pulled her black knitted cardigan over her shoulders, making it seem to be a part of her spaghetti strap sun dress. "People make mistakes...everyone does. But my mistakes...aren't like everyone else's. I try not to use this... 'gift' as a weapon of destruction. I just have no choice. I'm trying to keep myself alive...no matter how bad each day gets." she continued. Zero shoved his hands in his pockets, pretending like she was sane. "But...you're a pureblood. You'll live forever." he said. She looked at him.
"In order to ascend from death...I had to give up my vampire genes. I'm human...but I have these powers that eat me alive. It makes me miss the depression of being a vampire. All the having to hurt people for a little lifeblood. Not being able to be free...being kept on a leash by a vampiric law. Zero..." She took his warm hands in her ice cold palms, sending a shiver down his spine. He looked at her with a slightly concerned face.
"...I don't want to live like this anymore. I want to be free...I don't want blood or murder or violence in my life anymore. Because I'm afraid. I'm so used to it now...that when someone I love or that was only an acquaintance is gone...all I have to do is shed one small tear and get over it. I want to be normal." she cried, as she looked in his eyes. He didn't know what to do, her eyes on his made his heart fire up...but his head was screaming at him not to comfort her. But in a small moment his hair fell over his eyes, the snow seeming to blend in its silver color. His grasp around her hand grew tighter and his pupils got smaller.
"You think...I'm the one you should be talking about this with?" he growled. Her other hand slid up his muscular arm. "What about Kuran? You-" "I love Kaname. But you're my best friend, too. No matter how you feel about me...I have a spot in my heart for you." She tilted her head as he smirked, stroking her palm with his thumb. "Even if that were true...you know just as well as anyone. I don't have a tender heart. I was born to be a cold blooded killer. Of vampire kind...and any other supernatural force that threatens society. There's a deep darkness in me...and I know you planted it there." He pulled her to him.
"You were the one that placed the dark seed in my heart and turned me into a monster. Dreaming about you, taunting me, making me a puppet. I heard you whisper to me...to kill those who questioned your authority. Your power. And I did. I killed the assassins that the council sent for you. And now I'm your puppet. Is that enough?" he hissed. She cupped his face. "Much." she said softly. He planted a harsh kiss on her lips and she pulled him closer by the coat. He pushed her up against the dock post, kissing her neck and holding her waist. "Such a bad boy. Coveting what another man has." she snickered, blankly staring over his shoulder. His hand slid up the long skirt of her sun dress, playing with the black lingerie underneath. His fangs emerged and made their mark on her skin. The ink that ran in her veins flowed down his throat.