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Chapter 6 | Soulmates?

Lavender eyes can only watch Yukashi leave, his back facing him and despite how he has the impulse to run after him—he holds back. "Zero! They have parfait!" He hears Yuuki call after him in exhilaration forcing him to move the opposite direction of where he felt he should be going. Ignoring the pain in his chest, his eyes search for the brunette until he sees her happily speaking to Sayori; a small, slender, and petite girl with short light brown hair and big hazel eyes.

Technically the only true friend other than Zero himself that Yuuki is close to.

Zero doesn't socialize with the Day class students, too busy glaring at the vampires and yelling at students who think they can get away with breaking the rules. Yukashi constantly slips into his mind which only adds to his terrible mood scaring more than half the Day class students in the small event.

He has no idea why Kaien even agreed to this but Zero doesn't bother trying to question it nor confront the chairman. As soon as the event was over, Yuuki and Zero lead the Day class back to the Sun Dormitory after which they make their way to the dorm gates of the Moon Dorm already seeing a group of students waiting for them to come out.

Yuuki peers up at Zero hesitant, "Zero, you've been acting strange for a while now and I'm worried." Her soft voice seemingly draws Zero out of his thoughts, furrowing his eyebrows—disoriented, "What?" He asks.

Yuuki, noticing his lack of attention shakes her head with a smile, "Nothing, I was asking how did you like the chocolate parfait." Zero looks at her even more bemused wondering if this is what she was asking of him except he can't seem to remember if she said anything at all. "It was good but a little dry." He responds casually.

It makes no sense to him why Yuuki would ask about the parfait, but he doesn't question it when he realizes rather stupidly that he'll be seeing Yukashi for the second time today. Since the past week, Yukashi never once came to see him in the Sun Dormitory. For some reason, Zero has been expecting the captivating Pureblood to show up in the Sun Dorm again and flash him a smile except he forced the little hope to die as soon as Yukashi began ignoring him.

It doesn't surprise Zero, for all he knows Yukashi could be using him for his own benefit making up some bullshit lie about 'soulmates'. Abruptly remembering it, he glances to Yuuki again, "Do you know what a soulmate is?" His question surprises Yuuki for the first second and the next she gazes at him.

"Well, yeah. They're someone who is most suited for you, someone you can't imagine being without, someone you want to stay with and fight for, someone you can't bring yourself to walk away from. It's mostly where love comes from, you love the person so much, you know they're your soulmate. Someone you're meant to be with." Zero scrutinizes the soft look in her red-brown eyes.

He already knows she's thinking of Kaname and for some reason, the notion doesn't bother him as much as it did before. It doesn't make sense to him about the 'soulmate' thing, for all he knows Yukashi could have randomly chosen him to be that someone instead of the 'destiny chose you for me'. Zero has had enough about destiny kicking him around, he doesn't need another one.

But...it makes sense to him even less when he thinks about Yukashi again. The first and second night they had done it, Zero could feel how perfect their bodies fit together. How Yukashi filled up something inside of him he believed was dead, Zero can't imagine how much longer he'd go without touching Yukashi or seeing his face again. Earlier today, he wanted to chase after him, he wanted to do something and yet he didn't.

Love? He can't remember loving anyone who isn't Yuuki. He doesn't think he can love anyone other than Yuuki, she's too important to him to lose. Yuuki's eyes drift to Zero's face, his lavender eyes stormed by thoughts and his eyebrows pulled so tightly together it makes him look as if he's thinking too deep. She wants to know what's running through his head.