Title: The things you do to me.

Disclaimer: I don't own Vampire Knight, this is a fanfic written for fun and for love of the series. I'm not making any money with it.
Warning: Angst. And spoilers to various chapters, especially 35.
(Please don't kill me, Yuuki fans? XD; I really like her too, and normally don't think she'd ever do this like that, (I don't think Zero would either, he's too honest for that) but... the evil plot-bunny demanded it, and there are distinct times where she does pretty cruel things to Kaname without noticing that she's hurting him, so...)

My ideal ship for VK would be if the trio could end up together in the manga, so that they can all be happy instead of one of the three inevitably being alone if Yuuki only picks one of them. So please no hating on either pairing in the reviews. ^^;

Summary: A few years after the academy, Kaname and Yuuki are happily married… Or are they? Zero still loves Yuuki, and Kaname is furious to suddenly realize something absolutely unthinkable has been going on right under his nose. Drama, short series.

Pairings: Kaname x Yuuki, Zero x Yuuki.

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"Hmmm…"

He sighed softly and snuggled closer to her, trying to bury his face against her side so that the morning sun would stop its relentless assault on his eyes. He had them tight shut, but the light still managed to go through his eyelids. That sensitivity was one of the rare downsides of his pure vampire blood.

The sunlight was flooding the bedroom, coming in through the huge glass panes that ran along the whole wall of the apartment they had been living in since they got married.

Yuuki liked the sun, even though it also burned for her. She preferred to have her eyes sting rather than give up on such human delights as waking up bathed in the sunlight. She may be a vampire now, but she refused to leave those things behind.

Kaname on the other hand had never lived as a human, and was particularly sensitive to the light even for a pureblood. But Yuuki wanted it, so he just resigned himself and buried his head in the pillows groaning, seeking to escape the light that flooded him when she got up and removed what little shield her body offered to him against the offending sunrays. His silky dark hair was spilled messily over the sheets and his face, but it made a poor protection.

"Can't we at least get curtains?" They had that talk many times before, and he didn't really have much hope of convincing her. It was more of a soft plea coming from the depths of the pillow he currently sank his face in to block the light.

Yuuki chuckled, finding his predicament entertaining and his pleas endearing –it was perhaps her vampire sadistic streak that made it appear so amusing, or perhaps the dejected little voice in which Kaname spoke from beneath the pile of pillows and cushions at the head of the bed, in which he was burrowing deeper.

She stretched like a cat, her long dark hair cascading down her back and tickling her bare legs. She had gone to sleep wearing one of Kaname's shirts as she often did. It was a tailored dress shirt, now reduced to a rumpled mess that the dry cleaning service would have to try to salvage later. Kaname never said anything of the way she destroyed his shirts one after the other. At his eyes, anything he owned was hers to do as she pleased anyway.

She strolled through the apartment shielding her eyes from the light bathing the whole place, and walked into the kitchen, her bare feet silent on the warmed tiles. She opened the fridge and started rummaging through, looking for something for breakfast while humming.

Their apartment occupied a whole floor of a modern building, and the outer walls were tinted glass, of the type that hid the contents from outside eyes but was perfectly transparent from the inside.

Around the time they had gotten married, Kaname had offered to let her choose their home anywhere she liked. He had slightly faltered when she picked that apartment and he saw the glass walls, but had indulged her, as always.

To make things worse, the bedroom just had to face the East. Kaname wondered what time it was to try to figure out how many more hours of torture he might have to endure before the sun moved high enough in the sky and became less direct and more bearable. Not that he would actually stay in bed, tempting as it may be with how tired he felt at the moment. He would have to get up soon anyway, as Yuuki insisted on still keeping a human schedule and he had taken to matching his to her, as hard as it was to get up in human hours and go to the council or to the office in the morning rather than early evening.

He let out a new little groan and burrowed further into the pillows and cushions. Suddenly, he froze.

There was a strange scent, one that he knew well enough from having smelled it before elsewhere. One that made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up as he hoped desperately that he was terribly wrong and that his senses were deceiving him. He pressed his face to the mattress and inhaled deeper. Damn. The scent was faint, as if someone had tried to remove it, but it was there, no doubt about it.

He got up suddenly, not feeling like being in bed anymore. Yuuki inadvertently chose that moment to waltz back into the room with a box of strawberry jam-filled croissants. "They're from yesterday, but I didn't feel like calling for fresh ones. Do you want some?" She plopped herself down on the bed and tugged at his sleeve with a slightly buttery hand, pulling him down so he'd sit back down on the bed.

Kaname avoided her gaze, not trusting himself at the moment. He knew his eyes were probably reddened, and didn't want to give his thoughts away.

"No thank you, my love. I don't feel hungry."

She pouted and pulled her legs up onto the bed, biting a mouthful of a croissant, quickly setting the box down to put her other hand beneath her chin and avoid too many crumbs falling on the bed.

Kaname was still facing away when he spoke. "I think I'll be leaving earlier than planned today. Ichijou was telling me they were terribly busy with council paperwork, and I thought I might give them a hand before going to work."

"Really? I thought you'd only leave much later."

He burned inside. It was a lie, and he couldn't stand the idea of lying to Yuuki.

Technically, he didn't really need to go to work to begin with, the Kuran corporation ran itself fine without him and none of his employes expected a pureblood to actually take care of such lowly matters on a regular basis, so the vampire council made a much more believable excuse for him to need to be away for several hours.

"I probably won't be back until early morning tomorrow. Will you be okay all by yourself?" Out of the corner of his eye, he watched her carefully for her answer.

"Sure! Don't worry about that!" She cheerfully took another bite of her croissant, a glint of something in her eyes that he caught just before it faded, as quickly as it had appeared.

She leaned in closer, and he slid his fingers through her hair absentmindedly, twirling locks of it around his fingers with a vaguely possessive gesture and then letting it slip away freely before repeating the movement. "Did you have something planned for today, Yuuki?"

"Nope, I was just going to stay at home."

"Is that so? Then perhaps I can change my schedule so that I come home sooner, I don't want you to be lonely all by yourself."

"Oh, no! Actually, I'll be with Yori, so don't worry!"

"Yori? I thought you didn't have anything planned."

She backpedaled quickly, but without giving away the slightest hesitation or waver in her voice as she did.

"Yeah, but she'll be coming over. We just didn't plan to go anywhere, but we were going to be working on some stuff for the academy. Boring stuff, you know, you won't be missing anything."

Her voice was perfectly neutral, but her eyes had that same odd glint again.

He watched the little changes on her face carefully, without letting anything away. A pureblood's perfect control… when did his innocent Yuuki become this skilled?

Kaname averted his gaze, feeling the red in his eyes return along with a tight lump in his throat.

He stood up and walked up to the large walk-in closet, reaching for the first suit in front of him without much care for which it was.

"In that case, I'll be going soon. Don't push yourself too hard, and give my regards to Yori."

"I will! You don't want to eat something first?"

She got up and approached the closet still munching on a bit of a croissant.

He hesitated, already half dressed, and finished buttoning his shirt slowly before coming back into the room and wrapping his arms around her, pulling her into a tight embrace.

"I would love to, but that might take a while and make me late…" He teased in a slightly husky voice by her ear, before running his lips down her neck, parting them and letting her feel the tips of his fangs extend and poke against the silky skin right over the thicker veins on her bite area.

She smacked him on the arm playfully, giggling. "I meant actual food!"

He didn't let go, and was holding her tight against his chest, his face buried in her hair. "Kaname?"

He was breathing in her hair, relishing her scent and trying to keep under control the lump in his throat and that painful squeezing in his heart. He inhaled deeper, trying to forget the scent he had picked up on the bed.

"Kaname? You're extra clingy today. Is there something wrong?"

He slackened his hold around her, and gave her an irresistible smile, one of those that made her heart melt each time. "It's just that when I think of how lovely you are, it gets really difficult to go to a boring council meeting."

She giggled again, pushing him off gently, saying he was incorrigible. He kissed her forehead, making sure to avoid her gaze so she wouldn't see the turmoil that was picking up again in his eyes.

Even as a child Yuuki had always been good at noticing when he was forcing himself to smile. If she got one look at his eyes, she would know. And he couldn't risk that, at least not yet. He had to make sure first before he acted.

It killed him inside to have to lie to her, but if he was wrong and it did turn out that she wasn't deceiving him after all, then he would confess all his suspicions to her and deeply apologize. She could always punish him however she wanted, if she turned out to be innocent.

He slid on his jacket, grabbed his business attaché-case and left after kissing her softly on the lips. She waved from the door and closed it as he turned around to go for the elevator.

Her kiss left a bitter taste in his mouth; he couldn't help but wonder if those lips had been tasted by someone else. As soon as the elevator was far enough for him to be sure she wouldn't hear, he pulled out his cell-phone.

Hanabusa Aidou sat at the head of a long table, presiding a meeting that should expand even more the reach of the pharmaceutics branch of the Aidou Corporation.

He had little to no interest in business, but the development of an improved blood tablet was a pet project of his, and since he had succeeded his father as the head of the clan, he had no choice but take care of their company anyway. His natural genius came in handy to make up for the lack of interest, and he was a very successful businessman despite the initial difficulty to get used to things. Cain also helped, working as a consultant so that he could spend part of his time helping Aidou, while the rest of the time was spent at his main job under Kaname's orders.

Sitting to Aidou's right, Cain was starting to explain to their associates a main point of the new project, when the compact cell phone in the pocket of his cousin's pants started buzzing furiously. Aidou sighed in annoyance. He had expressly told his secretary not to forward any calls during that meeting!

He was going to just press the button to refuse the call when curiosity made him check who was calling him. It was not a forwarded call, it was Kaname calling him directly on his cell-phone. Aidou nearly jumped on his chair, and quickly accepted the call, making wild gestures for all the people at the table to be silent.

Kaname went straight to the point as soon as he heard the blond pick up.

"Aidou, where's your wife?"

"Kaname-sama?"

"Yes? So, where?"

Aidou gulped. Kaname's voice was snappy and he sounded like he was in one of those moods. Aidou knew better than wait for an explanation for the question, and simply answered quickly.

"Sayori is in a Pedagogy Congress in Sweden until Tuesday, why? Is there something wrong?"

"…"

"Kaname-sama?"

"Thank you Aidou. Nothing is wrong."

The phone switched off.

Nothing is wrong, huh!

Aidou had lived enough years near Kaname to know better than believe such words when the pureblood's voice had such strain in it. He could count on the fingers of one hand how many times he had heard that powerful voice sounding so far from its normal controlled composure.

The blond's cell-phone vibrated again.

"Aidou?"

"Kaname-sama?"

"Don't tell Yuuki you told me."

Oh shit. Whatever was going on was worse than he imagined.

"As you wish, Kaname-sama."

"Thank you, Aidou."

The voice was sincere but sounded terribly tired, and the call ended again.

Aidou's hand plopped down to his side and he stared at the wall, not caring for the repeated questions of his business associates. Cain eyed him worriedly, getting the idea that something was very wrong, despite the fact that they kept their phones' volume too low for other vampire's hearing to pick up what was being said.

Kaname keeping secrets from Yuuki was as unthinkable as anything could get.

Kaname exited the elevator and strode across the parking complex of their building in a mix of blind fury and desperate worry. Yuuki had lied to him. Openly at that.

The thought made him even more sad than angry, he realized. Perhaps because he held himself to such an ideal for her that the realization that she didn't do the same in return was even more of a slap in the face, especially considering the adoration and blind trust he had for her.

"Seiren!"

His bodyguard appeared next to him in a second, dressed in classic business attire completed by an elegant Chinese-style fitting top beneath the jacket of her Chanel tailleur.

"Take the primary car, leave from the main entrance, make it seem like it's me leaving."

"As you wish, my lord."

He gave his orders as he walked to the second car. Ever perfectly composed, Seiren complied without letting show any sign that she perceived the obvious strain in his voice.

Seiren had a double of his car keys. She pulled out of the parking spot, saluted Kaname as she drove by, then rolled up the dark windows and drove out the private parking gate, imitating his driving style to perfection. He got in the other car, pulled out and drove deeper into the parking lot, parking again in an inconspicuous spot behind a line of cars, from which he could remain unseen but watch the whole area from the entry of the parking lot to the elevators.

He had to make sure.

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(tbc)

When I'm not writing sappy stories, I'm writing depressing ones. XD;;

Note about their cell phones: The idea of vampires keeping their phone volume turned down so that other vampires won't be able to eavesdrop like they might be able to do with a human volume level comes from Blackened Wing's wonderful fics. :D :hearts: