Butterfly Lovers

A Thousand Year Hunger

I'm working hard on moving all of my fan fic stories over from fanfiction.net. Wattpad is just SO much easier for me to use. It's been awhile since I have updated my fanfics so I am brushing up on my knowledge on each story. I am also doing another edit as I bring each chapter over so that they are even better than before. I have noticed a few new followers today since announcing my move and I thank you for your Loyalty. Each one of my fanfics has around 1,000 views on fanfic making moving an even scarier process. Will I lose that fan base? I guess only time will tell.

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Kaname's POV:

Cold, so cold. This is all I have felt for a thousand years. An emptiness in my chest, the constant cold against my body, a longing, longing for what? I feel as if half of me is missing, no, more than half. This emptiness in my chest goes deep, aches, screams in agony. Ocassionally I get a glimpse a glimpse of something. As if a part of me is trying to show me what I can not make sense of.

Sometimes it is a smile, a smile that could light up the whole world. Eyes, so big and loving they could very possibly see to the deepest part of my soul, maybe even the darkest, this thought scares me. Why do I not want those eyes to see the evil inside me? More often I can hear a laugh, a laugh that can be heard through out the universe and bring life to even the weakest of creatures. A glimpse of sunshine streaming through long brown hair.

Every so often though I can hear a woman crying, I'm not sure why she is crying. It pains me more to hear her cry. Slowly the crying becomes less and less frequent and her voice becomes all the more familiar. I can never make out the words she is saying but the sound of her far away voice makes the ache and emptiness in my chest seem a little fuller, the cold that surrounds me a little warmer, and the longing, the longing is not so bad in these moments.

I wish I could put all these pieces together and see fully what makes me fight to stay out of the dark void that is constantly trying to swallow me whole. To see this woman who effects me in such a way. But, missing the other part of me makes it impossible. I am thankful for the small communication it gives me, the small glimpses that keep me holding on.

Warmth, love, suddenly everything I have fealt for a thousand years disappears and is replaced by something even more wonderful. My body no longer feels like it is incased in an icey tundra. I can feel the part of me that I have been missing for so long coming closer to me being carried by... by... there are no words to describe this sunlight, love, excitement, relief, there are so many things I can not pin point exactly what I can feel holding the other part of me. But, I love it.

I can feel the other part of me, hovering so close. Come closer! I plead. All of asudden it as if the sun has burst out of the part of me that has been so far away for so long, and I can feel a warm preasure filling the emptiness in my chest.

Finally, I am able to open my eyes. The brightness of light I have not seen in years stings and blurs my vision. After a moment everything slowly comes into focus. I can see beams of gold light and hundreds of gold butterflies, swirling around me. Not just me. Theres everyone here. All of my friends are holding hands in a circle around me everyones eyes are on me. I glimpse a tear fall from Rima's eyes out of the corner of mine.

I strain my eyes harder to see through the gold that is incasing me and slowly everyone disappears I can see a blurred outline of someone sitting on me. Gradually the figure comes into vision and my heart almost leaps out of my chest. My heart! That is what I have been missing and this woman.

"Yuki." Her name is bearely audible as I whisper her name, sitting slightly up my hand brushing against her cheak. She keeps her eyes closed in deep concentration. "Yuki, no." I croak out. Her eyes shoot open wide. Those eyes, how I have missed those eyes.

I feel whole again no longer in pieces. My emptiness and longing gone now replaced with intense hunger. So hungry. I know those eyes can tell and so gracefully Yuki removes her hands from my chest and wraps them around my body as she slowly lowers my body back onto the ground.

"Drink." She says as she takes one last longing look at my face before laying her chest against my bare, now full chest and giving me full access to her smooth neck. I can't hold back I try to be gentle as I sink my unused fangs into her neck and feel the warmth of her enter my mouth and slowly seep through out my body. I relish in the feel of the sun in my veins. Sadness mixes with my intense joy as I feel Yuki's warm tears on my shoulder. Yuki, I can't stop. I try desperately to stop hurting her, to stop drinking all of her. My hunger so strong it is impossible.

I catch glimpses of Yuki's memories. Her sobbing by the furnace for what seems like days maybe months. Her visits standing by my frozen body telling me about her day and whats been going on in her life. A few glimpses of Zero, this pains me. And then a mini Yuki, why is she so small? The memories are to much for my unused mind. And gradually her memories become blurred and everything is dark again. At least this darkness is warm.

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I normally don't like to bounce POV to POV in my stories, but I just really felt like this story needed this. I may finish the rest in his POV. Whats your opinion? Kaname or Yuki's POV?