Canon is Vampire Knight

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Setting: Spooky Forest?

It had felt like hours since she'd been separated from anyone friendly. It had grown dark, but she didn't feel uncomfortable in that darkness. She had Artemis on hand if anything with a dark enough presence found it's way to her. All she could see in front of her were the trees and feel the crunch of dirt and leaves under her shoes. Had she circled this bunch of trees already? It was hard to tell the darker it got out, even if her sight was perfectly fine. All the trees were starting to look the same as she tried to still her panic and stay focused on leaving.

"I'm not lost... I just went the wrong way!" She says a loud to herself, fist clenched in front of her as she tries her best to feel more confident in herself. Closing her eyes, she takes a breath and lets her vampire senses expand a little more. She wanted to be able to hear or smell anything that might lead her back out again. What she hadn't wanted to hear was the sound of someone or something else walking near by in the woods. The crunch of leaves gave them away, naturally.

"Who's there?" Her voice is like the crack of a whip, her posture and stance shifting to be at the ready.

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Yuuki felt warm all over, though that could be due to the blankets wrapped around the two of them. Sighing, she moves closer to the source of the warmth so close to her touch, snuggling into him. Distantly it registers that they're both still very much unclothed but that didn't seem to matter right now. He was here and she would make sure he didn't leave any time soon. Almost as if to prove as much, her arm rests loosely around him, fingers splayed across his back. She was tempted to wake him by calling his name, instead she snuggles into him with her face pressed against his chest, humming her contentment being the only sound made out of her.

He smelled like blood and a smell that was only his. She knew he'd shed a lot of blood with his hands, but the only blood that matted was his. Of course thinking all about blood served only to make her thirst apparent and unconsciously she clings to him more tightly while trying to ignore it. No, let him sleep and maybe have happier dreams for once.

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[wiltingorchid]

Her presence, her warmth. They were the things that made him hesitate, linger on the threshold longer than he should have. For so long, he had lived a life of 'what if'. What if he had stayed sleeping, as he so desired? What if he had been born her brother? What if he had just been born human, if the purebloods never existed? He wondered about those possibilities every waking moment since he learned he was different, since he learned of the curse that brought them to the point in time. If only he could stay with her...

He felt her move, her touch against his skin. He longed to stay there, to find his reason with her. In the end, it could not be. He had laid out this path of destruction for that one moment and he could not turn back. Still, Kaname did not move, did not pull away. There was still time to be with her, to spend the moments there with her at his side until the inevitable moment came.

His eyes did not open, but his arm circled her and he shifted, letting himself feel her nearby. He wouldn't hesitate because of this moment. This moment was why he lived, what would be his reason for the end. This moment he wanted to drag out, as much as possible, just to leave his mark upon her soul, one good thing he could leave her after all that he had done.

"Yuuki," a soft murmur, fingers moving up, burying themselves in the hair he loved so much. "You should go back to sleep."

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It felt as if she had already slept a long time. It made her wonder what that had been like for him, to be tucked away for such a long time and to sleep for so long... probably without anything but bad dreams if he had any at all. She knows now the things he had kept buried in his heart and wants so badly to just take whatever pain still lingered and wash it away with her own hands. If she could do that, then maybe he might allow himself to be happy.

"But then I wouldn't be able to hear your voice." She wanted to memorize it when she could like this, awake and curled up with him. Moving to sit up only slightly, she leans over him and runs her fingers through his hair, to trace the shape of his face so that she could memorize that too. Some how it was alright to be like this, casting modesty aside despite the fresh color that seeped into her cheeks only slightly.

"I'm not tired." Though that might be more convincing if she didn't immediately try to stifle a yawn. How long had they slept? Clearly she was going to have to be stubborn about this! "Ah- that-that was... I'm definitely not tired." Though she was now incredibly flustered. There was no way she'd be able to convince him at this rate.

[wiltingorchid]

Her hand, the feel of her fingers against his face and hair warmed him and, even if it was just temporarily, blinded the shadows that curled around his limbs, tried to pull him back to that place he was suited to be. Her presence, that he did not deserve, that he longed for, kept him in the present and banished all thought other than her. Even if the peace between them was only fleeting, he would drink it in. Just a moment with her...

Kaname's smile was slight and he made a quiet, amused sound, while reaching up to tuck her hair behind her ear. "No?" Flustered Yuuki was cute. So was any other 'face of Yuuki', but this one, trying to hide her yawns, stubborn, holding back from him would never not be.

"If you're really awake, then I'm glad. I missed hearing Yuuki's voice." A siren's song in his ears, beautiful, a lure he had trouble resisting. His hand moved to cup her face, thumb stroking her cheek, dusted in pink, undeterred by her fluster or the past that made this nearly impossible. "There's still time. I want to spend it hearing that voice."

[vrykolakas]

"Kin," says the Brucolac, standing in front of her, where a moment before there had been only darkness. He spreads his hands and gives a calm smile which acknowledges its own incongruity with a hint of wryness. "Forgive me if I alarmed you."

Tall, handsome and androgynous, the only thing about him that seems out of place is the wild tumble of his dark hair and, perhaps, the rasping quality of his voice. Like nails scrabbling at a coffin lid from the inside. He is very, very dead, and he smells it, too. Not rotting—thankfully—but old, dusty, with a hint of something bitter and unnervingly organic.

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With slight hesitance, she lowers her weapon. Maybe she was a little too on edge, but it would be up to her whether or not she was actually safe and with a friendly face in this forest. Wrinkling her nose, she thinks her words carefully. He smelled a little different than any human she knew, as if he were covered in dirt or dust. It was strange.

"No! I'm the one who should be sorry! I guess I was too quick to think you were someone scary." She laughs it off, though part of her still regrets finding herself lost without Aidou or anyone else around. Not that she couldn't take care of herself, of course, but surely he was going to get scolded by her brother.