The Wilting Flower (A Vampire Knight Fanfiction)

Prologue Part 2

I got up from where I was crying and flushed the toilet to sound like I finished. I ran the sink and splashed my face with some water, trying to get my act together. I was still breathing ragged and my eyes were puffy. I thought of nothing but the words "two months", that rang in my mind.

More tears filled my eyes, but I wiped them away quickly. ' I have to be strong for them. If they found out.... I don't know how they would react. Then there's Kaname.....Idefinitely can not tell him. If there is one thing I don't want to see before I die, it's him looking at me with those lonely eyes like he always has. But keeping secrets from a pureblood? '

I laugh bitterly.

'There isn't much that harder to do than that.'

I take the papers and stare at them. 'What am I gonna do with these? Should I...should I get rid of them? Rip it up? Erg....loud and messy. Burn them? Well... as good as burning them sounds, How the flip am I gonna do it? Much less, do it without anybody knowing. How about-'

I hear a knock on the door.

"Yuki, are you okay? You've been in there for a while.", Zero asks.

"I-i'm fine Zero. J-Just a few m-more minutes, please." I curse inwardly at my stuttering.

'Get it together, Yuki.'

Zero is quiet for a few minutes before saying, "Okay. Well, don't take too long. We're going to town soon."

I hear him walk away and I let out a sigh of relief. He didn't see through me. I stuff the letter into one of my boots. 'I'll throw it away.....I'll make an excuse to get away from them, and I'll go throw it away in my room.' I look at the mirror. I dry the last of my tears and compose myself. I try hard to smile.

'There's nothing wrong. Absolutely nothing. I... I am happy. I am happy . I am-'

I unlock the bathroom door and quickly get out before I start to cry again.

I walk out and see Zero on the couch and the Headmaster in the Kitchen, cleaning up the dishes from breakfast, humming a tune to himself.

I walk directly past the couch, not wanting to talk to Zero, in case my eyes are still puffy or my voice breaks. I walk to the dining table, and it has some mugs on it. It's the tea we had with our breakfast. I look around cautiously, to make sure nobody's watching, before grabbing my mug and downing the whole thing in one drink. ' Hopefully, this will help my voice to keep from breaking since I was crying.'

"Whoa! Yuki, darling, you could have told me you were thirsty! I would have made a bigger pot of tea!", I hear the headmaster say from behind me. I turn my head so fast that I get whiplash. I yelp in pain and rub my neck. I get the courage to raise my eyes to him and softly reply, "It's okay, Daddy. This was all I needed." The expression on his face suddenly goes rigid.

My heart nearly stops. 'He can tell can't he? That I've been crying? What if he starts and asking, and I have to tell him? He'll make it into whole big deal and everyone will know!'

"Yuki....", He starts. I start to panic internally as one half on my brain starts a catfight with the other. Tell him, get it off your chest. Don't tell him, act like it's okay. Then suddenly he hugs me.

"You called me Daddy! Oh, my precious baby!" He cries happy tears dramatically as he starts kissing my cheeks and my forehead and hugging me repeatedly.

"You call me Daddy~ I call you daughter~", he singsongs, as he starts to pick me up and swing me around. "Father! FATHER STOP."

He let's out a small, "Oh.", as he realizes he's hugging me too tightly and I can't breathe. He let's go before rushing back into the kitchen. Being able to breathe again, I sigh and shake my head, smiling softly. "Yuki, we're going to town in 10 minutes.", he calls out.

"Okay! I'm gonna go to my room and change before we go out, Daddy!" I walk out, hearing a giggle come from the kitchen as I pass Zero again, to leave. What I hear Zero mutter from behind me makes me flinch, but I keep walking and head to my room.

"....Since when do you call that man 'Daddy'?...."

I get into my room and look around. Yori is nowhere to be found, so let out a sigh of relief, and I take out the paper.

I look at once more. I'm still waiting for the words on it to change. For somehow the words to morph and say that everything was fine. I was waiting for what seemed like forever, but only a few minutes, just staring at it.

I close my eyes and steel myself.

'They're not changing. This is real.'

I throw it into the trashcan near my dresser, change into something more suitable to go to town in. I walk out into the hallway, but not before I look back at the paper in the trashcan one last time. Seeing the words unchanged, finally snuffed the last candle on what hope I had that this was just a bad dream.