VK Fic final chapter, still WIP... (grrr, due tomorrow....)
Title: “A Light in the Dark”
(Thank you fanfic for Kyoya)
Fandom: “Vampire Knight”
Pairing: Kaname x Yuuki
Genre: romance, PWP, gen
Rating: M
Words: … approx.
A/N: “Vampire Knight” belongs to Hino Matsuri and all related rights-holders.
This is a thank-you fic for Kyoya!
This fic doesn’t fall in any particular time or space within canon; it’s a simple ‘PWP’. Enjoy!
“Did something happen?”
His low, seductive voice nearly caused her to jump out of her skin in surprise.
“S-s-s-empai?” she half-turned to look behind her. Against the black night his silhouette was even blacker and she immediately recognized him. Did he know what Zero had done? She held her confused feelings at bay and prayed rather optimistically that he was none the wiser. She didn’t want to see a second aggressive encounter between her friends that night.
“Mmm?” Even in the darkness his smile could both melt and reassure her.
Do you know what he did?... But she didn’t want to worry or upset him, so she shook her head and returned his smile.
“I’m fine. But it’s after hours,” she hinted miserably. “I’m sorry, sempai… please don’t get caught.” She couldn’t bring herself to tell him to properly return back to the Moon Dorm. After her encounter with Zero she’d been so flustered she’d ended up starting on another patrol-tour of the campus without realizing it, and was fast approaching the Moon Dorms all over again. She hadn’t seen her fellow precept since she’d left him. Yuuki hoped he had gone back to his room to cool off.
The vampire before her caught her attention again. Something she said amused him, and she caught a glint in his eyes while a corner of his mouth wavered and threatened to break into a smile for a moment before he schooled it back into place. “I won’t get caught, Yuuki-darling,” he said, and there was that almost-smile again.
Are you up to something? She wondered suddenly, and it became increasingly obvious he was in a roguish mood. She’d never seen him that way before. It was like he was being deliberately vague for the purpose of keeping something…good?... from her. Yet he usually only hid things from her in order to protect her. This time he seemed… happy? Like he had a surprise, or was wanting to share good news with her. But what could he possibly want to give her…
Yuuki’s breath hitched in her throat a moment as realization slowly dawned.
“Sempai?” she asked curiously, turning to face him properly. “Did you need me for something?” She could barely get the words out.
And with those words the mischievousness light in his dark eyes dissolved and was replaced by something stronger, hungrier.
Looking into those eyes Yuuki felt her heart drop into her stomach, and everything he’d ignited in her that evening resurfaced and started to pull, slowly at first, then more insistently, soon causing a rushing in every part of her body. Had she meant to say those words that way? Of course not, retorted her tidy upbringing; of course, countered the part of her that fell to wanting when he was near.
Kaname continued looking at her, and stepped closer.
“Yes,” he replied.
Yuuki felt the air warming between them, and stood still, waiting for him.
“What do you want?” she whispered. He’ll never hurt you, her inner-voice reminded her. Be brave…
And then another part of her, the more daring, bold side, uncurled from the depths of her psyche and added, “Enjoy…”.
From his pocket Kaname drew the scarf she’d forgotten in the private box that night, the one she’d been wearing as a shawl to cover her shoulders, shoulders that were still bare in the cool night air after she’d left Zero’s uniform coat with him and fled him almost an hour earlier. The Pure Blood pulled the pashmina folds out delicately, mentally thanking Kain for his keen eyesight and thoughtfulness in the private theatre box that night.
With deliberate slowness he draped it around Yuuki’s shoulders again and pulled her to him, step by step. His hand rested on the smooth line of her breastbone, holding the scarf, and her slight, human body, before him.
Bending his head down to her neck, he nuzzled her a moment with soft lips before running the sharp points of his teeth boldly down her neck. Her gasp and fine tremor of response excited him.
“Company tonight,” he breathed in answer to her question.
Yuuki had no doubt he could feel, if not hear, every thudding heartbeat in her chest as he asked those words. She tried to swallow to answer him but her mouth was dry. Could she…?
“Come with me,” he murmured, and pulled back just enough to look down at her into her eyes. Confidence. Promise. Anticipation. Expectation. He was waiting for her answer. She could read it all in his face, and she could feel the effect he had on her from her belly to between her…
Yuuki felt goose bumps spring up on her chilled arms and shoulders yet felt her face heat red at the same time. Could she really want him, to be with him the way he was implying? Could they, as a human and a vampire-a Pure Blood vampire-go further than-she blushed deeper-what they’d done at the theatre that evening, where they had been discovered? Where would they find the privacy? What would it be like? Would it…
Her questions must have been obvious on her face, because in the next moment her vampire chuckled under his breath and gently pulled her close, wrapping his arms around her in an affectionate embrace.
“You can say no, if you’re scared I’ll hurt you,” he sighed in understanding and compassion. “I will wait for you.”
Yuuki felt her nerves immediately loosen and relax; she exhaled silently in relief, too, until she felt the bold, awakened part of her stir to attention.
No, no more waiting. No more getting told to patrol or to protect the students or to risk getting caught by sneaking around in daylight.
The night could be hers.
No, she thought again, the night would be theirs.
Biting her lip and glancing anxiously up at the vampire she’d loved since she was a child, Yuuki tried to think of how to say such a simple word as ‘yes’. She tried to open her mouth, but the words wouldn’t come.
Before her, Kaname stood, still waiting. When she didn’t reply, his lips straightened to a sad smile. His shoulders lowered an inch as if in defeat. His eyebrows rose in sympathy.
“It’s ok,” he sighed tiredly, completely misunderstanding her lack of articulation. He stepped back and smiled sadly down at her, taking her hand to lead her back to her dorm. “Let’s see you home-.”
“No!” she cried, digging in her heels and yanking back on his hand that clasped hers. Yuuki stood her ground.
The vampire looked at her in bewilderment.
“I want…,” she stuttered nervously, tried again. “With you, what you asked me…” He was facing her now, watching her intently. He dared to hope.
She shut her eyes, tightening her hands into balled little fists at her side. “Sempai, please,” she opened her eyes, hoping he wouldn’t take her tears of ardour for fear, “… would you please stay with me tonight?” the words tumbled out over each other, earnestness and truth and all her courage in every one.
“An honour,” was all he said, before he smiled at her again and with his thumb wiped her eyes.
(BREAK)
Headmaster Cross heard the banging on his door and for the first time in years wondered where he’d last put a large, blunt instrument so he could dismiss his midnight visitor hastily with few witnesses. Then he remembered he was the headmaster of a renowned school and that there could be a student in need on the other side of his door. He’d never abandon a student in need. As long as he was well-rested.
Sliding on his glasses and out of his bed, he padded to the main room in his favourite bunny slippers.
“Yes, I’m here,” he smiled pleasantly at the furious face that met him when he opened his double-door. “Oh, Zero, what brings you here ton-.”
“He’s taking-he’s taking Yuuki, he’s going to take her to the Moon Dorm, you need to stop him,” the troubled young man burst out, pushing the doors open and barging in without invitation to pace back and forth.
Feigning confusion, the peaceful reformed hunter closed the door and went to get them something to drink from his kitchen. “Who’s taking who where? The Moon Dorm? The Night Class is in class at the moment. But just for a little while, they only have a half-day. Half-night.” The long-haired man paused at the kettle to consider the facts. “Half-night, yes, that’s it. Only half their usual classes due to the outing this evening. Oh, how did you like the play?” he exclaimed, distracted again. This time he was bringing out the sugarbowl and turned to bring the tea tray back to the sitting room where Zero paced. “The students sounded very excited, and I think I may organize another one-.”
“Kaname Kuran is about to take Yuuki!” yelled Zero, rounding on his guardian nearly causing him to spill the contents of the ebony tray. “You need to stop him!”
Headmaster Cross stood very still, listening very seriously to what Zero was alleging.
“Ahhh,” was all he said with a small nod.
Zero waited, expecting more.
But the headmaster walked around him and gently put the tea tray down on a nearby short-table. “Would you like anything in your tea?” he asked politely.
The hunter stared at him incredulously.
“… Headmaster, did you hear what I-?”
“I asked you what you’d like in your tea…”
Zero’s lungs constricted painfully and he felt his tattoo sizzle as his vampire instincts roared to the surface.
“You are her father!” In his anger Zero kicked a small stool over.
“Your tea is getting cold.” Stir, stir, stir. His own cup perfectly brewed, he continued ignoring the irate young man.
“He will hurt her!” His fists shook.
“I’m setting your cup down here, if you’d like to join me.”
“He could be raping her!” He slammed his hands down on either side of the tea tray and stared into the eyes of the headmaster.
The room went silent.
Cool, level, but compassionate eyes met Zero’s from behind a worn pair of spectacles.
“You know,” realized Zero in a whisper, his anger immediately deflating and shoulders sagging. The arms he’d slammed onto the short-table to get his guardian’s attention now helped prop him up under the weighty truth. “You… know. And… approve?”
“This is not my choice to make, or approve,” said the headmaster quietly, picking up his teacup. “Yuuki is growing up and making her own choices.” Whether he liked those choices or not, approved of them or not, the experienced man didn’t allow any of it hint in his expression.
“But she’s so young,” insisted the hunter, almost pleading. The fight was leaving him, as his guardian had expected.
“Why are you against her making her own decisions?” an honest, though obviously leading inquiry. “Do you think Yuuki liked it when she found out you were becoming a hunter? When you’d be given life-threatening missions, regularly, and she may never see you again?”
“This is different,” he said gruffly.
“Is it different because you think she’s too young to make adult decisions and have a mature relationship, or because she isn’t having it with you?”
Zero looked up so quickly he could have been slapped.
Headmaster Cross took advantage of the pause and stared hard at his foster-child. “I need to trust my children to make the best decisions, now and later on in their lives. I won’t always be here for them in the future,” he said. “But I can be there for them now, while they learn.” He didn’t just mean Yuuki.
“Would you like that cup of tea now?” he asked pleasantly. He'd been expecting this confrontation for a long, long time, and had been preparing for it ever since.
Unable to make sense of anything for the time being, Zero sat in shock.