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The Proposal	By : Sexybvirgo Category: +S to Z > Vampire Knight Views: 4566 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I do not own Vampire Knight *Sigh*
It's time for another trip down the Grand Li- Oops wrong Manga Bwahahahaha!!
Let's Go!!

Chapter Eleven

He watched his twin walk away, the pain a dull fire in his chest. What was he up to? Better question; how would he accomplish what he was so obviously planning. And how long before he was caught in it? He wished, for the hundredth time, to go back in time and erase every mistake his family had ever made voluntarily and involuntarily. He wanted the close bond they'd once shared back. So many impossible wants. So many impossible situations. He was tired and fed up with it all.
"You're not going back to class?"
Bad to worse.
He turned at Yuki's belligerent question. He didn't take offense; he deserved it after all. Her usuallly sparkling, animated eyes were dim with hurt and teary. The sight tore at his heart strings, adding to the ache that already thumped painfully in his chest. His fist clenched at his sides. He and Kaname had caused this. It was only fair that he stand up and take the blame.
"Yuki-"
"I suppose you'll miss the crossover as well."
He hated the snide tone, so different from the sisterly bashing he always received. Impulsively he swept forward catching her in his arms, holding tight when she struggled to get away.
"Yuki, I'm sorry. I didn't mean for any of this to happen."
She snorted at that, some of her spunk returning. "Well, that's a given."
She tried to push away from him again, still with the same limited results. Seeing that he wasn't going to let her go anytime soon, her struggles subsided.
"Don't hate me please Yuki. I couldn't stand that."
Abruptly she was sobbing into his jacket, her fingers digging into his shoulders as she broke down and wept. He let her vent all her anger and frustration on him. He petted her head in what he hoped was a soothing gesture, waiting her out. Eventually the tears quieted down to sniffles, then stopped all together. He broke the connected silence.
"Yuki." He sighed. "I'm so-"
"No, don't apologize again." She interrupted. "I already knew I wasn't strong enough stand in his sight. I just never thought that it would be you. You've always hated each other."
As if I still don't, he thought; almost started to say and realized that the words wouldn't leave his mouth. He frowned trying to think back to the last time that he'd truly wanted to kill the Vampire King. Not for a long time, he thought uneasily. When had his feelings morphed? Was he trying so hard to keep the status quo that he hadn't even noticed when he began to change? He wouldn't say that he was by any means in love with the pureblood but when had he stopped totally hating him? Way before he'd been claimed by the vampire he was sure of that at least.
"Zero." Yuki's voice had lost its pettiness and was just breathy. He realized that he was crushing her against his chest and hastily released her from his hold. She rubbed at her red eyes, head down and shoulders slumped. She seemed even smaller, her boundless spirited tamped down by her sadness. He hated to see her like this. How had it come to this when all he'd ever wanted was to see her smile from the bottom of her heart?
"Don't' hate me." He repeated. "I couldn't take it."
"Oh I don't hate you idiot. I could never hate you. Your like the brother I never had. I just need time to adjust." They stared at each other, neither saying as the memories played between them. Yuki was the first to look away. "Give me some time to get used to the idea. You and Kaname-sama. Though I should have known. No one else is brave enough to bite you"
"Shut up!"
"I'm going back to class. You should too. And I'm going to be very unhappy if you miss the crossover." She turned back, a small spark of the old mischievous fire fluttering in her eyes. "I think Kaname-sama wold be too. I hear he keeps you on a very short leash."
What the hell? He stared at another person he cared for walked away from him, throwing vicious parting shots. He was amazed and a little irritated. Well, it went better than I'd hoped for. He didn't feel like going back to class to spend the entire day getting glared at by Yuki and Ichiru. He was too worn out mentally and physically to deal with them both at the same time. No matter how right Ichiru had been. An ex-human Kiryuu hunter, the most prestigious of the hunter clans bonded to the Vampire King. Laughable.
Thinking of it caused him to concentrate on the warm throbbing that was now a constant at the back of his head. He mis-stepped, stumbling as vivid colors swirled through his mind, coalescing into a clear image of the Kaname. He was up, which surprised Zero, and dressed in a casual long sleeved shirt and pants. His hair was once shaped into immaculate waves. He seemed to be speaking with a bevy of servants? Seiren hovered at his shoulder. Kaname met his gaze directly as the bond bloomed open in the space separating them. He saw the beautifully sculpted lips move before he was abruptly closed out.
He gasped as his present surroundings filled his vision again. He took a deep breath, tried to calm his racing heart. That damn book didn't mention anything like this! But then again he'd thrown the book halfway through the chapter and hadn't had time since to go back and go over it. Way to go Zero! He wanted to destroy something, batter it down like his defenses had been battered. Kaname had avoided demonstrating the different uses of the bond except those that benefitted him. Manipulative Bastard.
Zero turned sharply on his heel, suddenly knowing where he needed to go.
((()((()(()()((()()()))))()()((((()()())))

He pushed the door to Cross' office open roughly, stopped dead on the threshold, and wished that he'd gone to see Lilly instead. Cross was sitting at his desk bent over some paperwork, talking. Tension marred the usual idiotic facade he always wore. Yagari Toga leaned over him listening intently. Their attention immediately shifted to him. Concern flickered across Cross' face before he brightened.
"Son!" He bounded from his seat, arms outstretched. "Just the person I wanted to see!"
Zero fended off the hug, though not as violently as he normally would have. Cross pouted and sat back down, his expression serious now.
"Really it is good to see you still in good health."
Zero flushed. The statement wasn't preposterous; the pureblood had nearly fucked him to death during that ridiculously long sexcapade. And that was definitely not something that he wanted to discuss in front of Toga. He slid his hands in his pocket and turned back the way he'd come. "I see you're busy, I'll come back later."
"Zero." Toga's bland, seemingly uninterested tone caught his attention and arrested his steps. "Come in and close the door."
"Fine." He huffed. This day just couldn't get any worse.
Cross waited until the door snicked shut behind him before he began to speak. "In light of recent….Events, your presence has been requested by the Association. At the time you were….…Indisposed. But I assured them that we would come at your earliest convenience."
Zero's nerves tightened with each pause, though Cross was trying to be tactful for once. Yet, skirting around the issue was only making it glaringly obvious. Like the white elephant in the room. He felt hyperventilation on the horizon. Ever observant, Toga ruffled his hair, something he hated.
"It's fine." He produced a slim purple unmarked journal that he handed to Zero.
He stared at it curiously. "What is this?"
"Hopefully something that can be helpful to your situation. An account of another blood pact between a hunter and a vampire."
"What?!?" He felt his eyes open wide in comic surprise.
"Did you think you were the first one?" Cross asked gently.
"Ah the arrogance of youth." Toga Scoffed.
"Well, of course I did!" He forced himself to stay calm. "Who would think otherwise if they've never heard of it?" He scowled at the same time Cross shot Toga a warning look.
"It is very rare as you suspect," Cross continued sanguinely. "Though it is frowned upon by the Association, it couldn't and can't be helped."
Zero flipped quickly through the book filled with old, elegant writing. "Does it mention a way to get out of it?" He asked though he knew most likely not.
Toga deadpanned. "There is one way to break it."
"Huh?" He was startled, not expecting an answer.
"Death."
"Ha ha!" Zero snapped. "Quit trying to be funny it doesn't work for you."
"Look runt," Toga sighed. "As much as I hate the situation you are in it's done and there is not going back. I think that journal will help relieve some of your apprehension."
Zero grimaced. After three days of being tumbled heels over head, he didn't think there was anything that would 'relieve his apprehension'. Especially not since he'd submitted and enjoyed every damn second, minute, and hour of it. Images started to play in his head. He wrathfully stomped them back down into their rightful place in the dark of his psyche.

((()()))()()()))))
He did end up going to the crossover as it turned out, though he did arrive slightly behind Yuki. He was understandably preoccupied with his own thoughts and the dark look he sported kept the girls on his side in rigid abeyance. No surprise that Yuki was toppled as the girls went wild on her side. Zero turned and fixed them with a look that had the girls scurrying to help the chestnut haired prefect to her feet.
"I hope you weren't hurt." Ichijo smiled warmly down at her as she hastily brushed the dirt from her skirt.
Zero's eyes narrowed in consternation as Yuki returned the smile briefly with a quiet 'Thank you Ichijo-Sama'. What in the hell was he up to now?
"I trust I will see you later Zero?"
His head swiveled to the side before he thought about it, meeting sienna colored eyes full on. The pureblood was way too close, his scented warmth blew Zero's senses wide open. Only his firm discipline- and that wicked aura encasing him-stopped him from stepping away. Damn it! He snuck up on me. And he's calling me by my first name in public! The blush that had calmed from earlier returned with a vengeance. The veils of Kaname's eyes lifted briefly showing the depths of his amusement before dropping down again.
"Get to class Kuran." He muttered but the Kaname was already walking past him, his long legged stride relaxed. In fact in his distraction the entire night class had passed him, Aidou leading, his face stiff with anger. Ruka was no where in sight.
Giving orders and walking away! Arrgh!!
Because it had been an order despite being punctuated with a question mark. It's never going to end, he thought morosely. The least he could do was not obey. A flash of silver in his peripheral caught his attention but when he turned to look at it all he saw was forest. But he trusted his senses wholly. It hadn't been his imagination. He scowled at the girls around him who were speechless for once. "Get to your dorm!"
They threw their hands up in terrified unison. "So mean!!!"
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Despite his uneasiness, patrolling was uneventful. Not a blade of grass out of place from unauthorized sneaking. He reported to Cross, making a quick getaway when the Headmaster turned on the waterworks for not being called dad, and found Yuki standing atop a low building, staring at the Moon dorm. He stopped a little ways away from her with his hand firmly entrenched in his pockets.
"I've reported to Cross." He informed her quietly, hating the loss of their easy camaraderie. "I'm going back now."
"You're not going to the Moon dorm?" Yuki's voice was equally quiet.
He waved back at her. "No."
He'd never been one to mindlessly follow orders. Kaname just hadn't learned yet.
He entered his room, not bothering with the light, already loosening his tie in preparation for removal. He just wanted to climb in the bed and regain the nights of sleep he'd lost. He stopped dead in his tracks eyes scanning in disbelief. The room felt….Empty for lack of a better word. No, not just empty but un-lived in. He retraced his steps backwards flipping on the light to confirm his night vision.
It was completely empty. The bed was down to bare mattresses and all his little personal knick knacks, not that here were many, were gone. He couldn't even summon the energy to search through his closet or drawers. He leaned against the door and began to laugh hysterically. And for the first time since this whole thing begin, acknowledged he was not going to win this game.

Until Next Time......
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- 12
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