Note: This is a romantic lesbian fan fiction based on Vampire Knight. I don't own Vampire Knight or the characters. I hope you enjoy the story!
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It was a cool, calm night at Cross Academy with nary a wisp in the sky to obscure the moon's gentle glow. The day class students, tired from a long day of study, had all returned to their dorms and turned off the lights, safely tucked away from the mysteries of the night. It was just as well because those ancient moonlit gray stone walls of Cross Academy held more mysteries than the peacefully slumbering day class students could ever know.
One such mystery was the presence of an aristocratic clique of vampires, just waiting to sink their fangs into delicate and tasty morsels such as themselves. The night class students that they so idolized were vampires, of course. How else could they be so charismatic, so alluring? Night time at Cross Academy was a time for vampires, a time to mingle, prowl and laugh among themselves at the silly adoration of their fellow students. It was a time to hunt prey like the predators of yore but also within the confines of court like the refined and cultured creatures they had become. It was that time for all of the vampires of Cross Academy, that is, except for Ruka Souen.
Ruka sat alone on the regal green quilt of her bed, surrounded by intricately carved posts of oak on all four corners. Toffee brown hair that was usually so neatly brushed, fell haphazardly around her slim shoulders. Brown eyes, normally so fierce and full of life, seemed dim and distant. Not even the faint glow of the candle upon her desktop could bring her pretty features to life. Ruka had been like this for more nights than she could count. She couldn't even bring herself to leave the cozy confines of her bedroom to hunt or feed. Instead, she drank blood from goblets that her roommate, Rima Toya, had diligently brought for her. The idea of leaving her room was just too horrible. She couldn't bear the humiliation and the indignity of facing anyone after Lord Kaname had rejected her. He had left her like an unwanted doll, worn from too much play, for a human of all things.
"I'm getting tired of being your waitress ya know?" came a soft and deadpan voice from the doorway.
It was Rima. She carried a silver platter with a goblet full of blood in one hand, while nibbling on a long piece of pocky, her favorite food, in the other. Rima was a petite woman with soft, pale skin and gentle curves. Her orange ginger hair was tied into high twin tails by black ribbons, only leaving wild bangs to fall just above her bright blue eyes. She often carried an aloof air about her, but her friends always knew they could count on her when they needed her. Like Ruka, Rima wore the uniform of the night class, a white jacket with intricate black collar and lining, tied over a black dress shirt with a silky red ribbon. Black stockings were pulled high up to her mid thigh, and her pleated white skirt gently swooshed side to side just above the stockings as she walked over to her roommate and friend.
"No one's forcing you," Ruka said with a heavy sigh as she watched Rima place the new goblet upon her dresser, the heady scent of blood filling her nostrils. Ruka felt bad that Rima was doting on her, but really, she hadn't asked her to. She reached over to take the goblet and took a sip. At least she could count on Rima to bring her the good stuff.
"I wouldn't be so sure of that," Rima said after taking another bite of her pocky. "Besides, I can't just let my roomie go hungry, now can I?"
"Thank you Rima," Ruka said after finishing off the rest of the blood and replacing the goblet upon the silver platter. She might have smiled if her heart didn't feel so heavy.
"No need to thank me," Rima replied airily. "You're going to pay me back after all. You can start by telling me why you haven't moved an inch since the last time I left you here. It's kinda creepy if I'm being honest. Not even I can sit still that long."
"You couldn't possibly understand," Ruka said, crossing her arms with a heavy sigh.
Rima just raised her eyebrow, swiping a hairbrush from the dresser before she moved to plop on the mattress just behind her older vampire friend.