Okay so this story came about from me rereading the first chapter of VK and the listening to Rika from digimon season3 sing Promise. It may also have something to do with the fact that these two are an under used pair but oh well... Anyway this takes place after the manga time-skip and is my story of what could/should happen. So beware possible spoilers for those who have yet to reach the time skip. Any way enjoy...

Disclaimer:I don't own Vampire knight or the song Promise (which shall only be used in this chapter as a kick off point.) I do however own Hinako, go supporting characters!

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Better a broken promise than none at all.

~ Mark Twain ~

"Promise me will wait for the sunset…" Sayori sang softly while staring through her second story dorm's window at the growing crowd of anxious students below her.

"And when the moon shines through the darkness," she continued while searching for a familiar face,

"we can find the path that leads us home. And on the way you'll…" she sighed while turning to gaze at a picture by her bed stand,

"maybe," she said while a single lone tear fell down her cheek,

"sing me a song."

The next minute she jumped at the sound of frantic knocking coming from her door. "Yori," called out one of her dorm-mates, "hurry up or you'll be late for the opening ceremony!" Sighing she grabbed the bag that rested by her feet and began the trek towards her school…her school…it had been her school for nearly a year and a half now.

Ever since the day Yuki left, she had opted to stop saying our school, because quiet frankly it wasn't their school anymore. Sighing Sayori looked up at her school and swore, she had promised herself that she would let go, Yuki was moving on and by George so would she!

"I'm always being protected," she mumbled to herself, "no more, I'll show them all that I can get on just fine by myself! Gosh now I sound just like Yuki," she chuckled to herself.

"Who?" questioned the dorm-mate who'd been kind enough to 'wake' Yori up this morning, although truthfully it wasn't needed, Yori always woke up on time. It was a habit that her mother had instilled in her at an early age, and one that Yukihad unconsciously helped refine by always entering their chamber at the break of dawn.

A habit that Yori had once commented made her seem like a vampire. Yori just laughed at the irony of it all, successfully confusing the girl on her right, thus reminding her of the girl's previous question, "Sorry, you asked who Yuki was right?" Nodding the girl shot Sayori a worry filled gaze that was completely ignored. "Yuki is my fri--"

"No one," Kiryu commented from behind, "Yuki. Is. No. One." he reiterated while sending Yori a look that clearly said 'do you want us to erase your memory?' She just stared back impassively, she wasn't about to push her luck, she was far to smart for that.

Nor did she want to make Kiryu mad, kami knows he's been through enough; but that didn't mean she had to give him the joy of seeing her reaction. She had learned from a young age to guard her heart, it was another lesson her mother had forced on her, although that women of ice did later come to regret giving her daughter such a...useful tool.

She would've easily gotten her daughter to give up the inheritance if she only knew what played on Yori's heartstrings. At this Yori smiled, her own mother didn't know a thing about her, "I guess that just means I've always been a good judge of character," she thought while walking towards the schools entrance leaving a dumbfounded girl and bemused vampire behind.

"Promise that you always will be there," Sayori sang while attempting to drown out the headmaster's speech of how amazing this year would be.

"Hold my hand if ever I'm real scared," she continued while searching for a familiar set of eyes amongst the crowd.

"Help me stand up tall if I fall down," she whispered right when her eyes met Kiryu's.

"Make me laugh away..." she continued her eyes never leaving the vampire hunters, "...all my bluest days!"

"How cou--"

"Sayori Wakaba!" the school's headmaster called into the microphonecausing both Yori and Zero's head to snap toward his direction, "congratulations on being placed on the prefect," he continued causing the entire student body to erupt in an explosion of happiness and cheers.

"Wait prefect?" Sayori silently questioned, "why would we need a prefect if the night-class is no longer here?" As if reading her mind Zero turned to stare at Yoriand motioned with his head towards the right, the direction in which the night class used to reside.

Understanding his question Yori nodded her head, Kiryu just sighed and motioned for her to pay attention to what Headmaster Cross was saying. Obliging Yori pushed away the memories threatening to invade her mind, memories that always responded to that single that Yoriwillfully tortured herself with, memories of him, and turned to face the headmaster.

"Like I was saying," the headmaster continued while starring straight at Yori, "we've decided to allow an elite group of students to attend our school, their classes will take place at night and it will be Wakaba and Kiryu's job to make sure everything goes smoothly." At this Sayori, and roughly two other kids let out a small gasp.

"He couldn't be thinking about..." she whispered to herself while searching for Kiryu again, he obviously knew what was going on. "...could he?" she questioned while she watched Zero whisper something into the ear of a new teacher. Sayori watched seemingly from a distance as Cross-sancontinued with his speech, and Kiryu-kuncontinued with his whispering.

Her mind was going a mile a minute trying to make some sense of what was going on. Allthough on the outside she seemed to be earnestly paying attention to what ever rubish her headmaster was spewing. "Yuki," she whispered, "will you be returning as well?"

"Of course she will," Kiryu-kun whispered from behind Sayori again, "you don't think that damn Kuran would go any where without his precious fiancee, do you?" He questioned while Yori turned to glare at him. "Headmasters office, five minutes, be there," he continued before turning on his heels and walking away.

Yori just scoweled at his retreating figure, "Seriously Yuki," she mumbled under her breath, "what did you ever see in that guy?"

"So do you understand?" he said while staring at me, "you were chosen because you already know of their secret, and also have a close...relationship with one of the pure-bloods who will be attending," he continued while sending Zero a warning glance. "We hope that you two can work together to help keep our school safe!" he said while switching to his happy persona.

"Of course headmaster," I stated a sincere smile on my face, "it would be my honor to help Cross academy in any way I can," I continued carefully concealing my true emotions. It wouldn't do to start breaking down in tears, even if they we're tears of happiness. "I'm grateful I was chosen for this position, and hope I can live up to your expectations."

"Glad to hear it Wakaba-san, now if you would just follow Zero we can get you a weapon."

"Weapon?" I questioned confused, while looking back and forth between Kiryu-kun and Cross-san, "why would I need a weapon?" I continued, "I thought I was only here for political reasons, you needed someone with an emotional connection to the vampire world to help smooth over negotiations...right?"

"Yes and no," Cross-san stated slightly uncomfortable, "that's the reason we gave the hunter organization in order to get their approval, and all though it's true that you're needed for political reasons their is another reason that we requested your help."

"Another reason?" I asked, "and that would be..."

"Classified," Kiryu-kun said while grabbing me by my arm and pulling me out of the office. Sheesh what's with this guys strength it's almost as if he's not human...oh wait, he isn't. "What song were you singing before?"

"What?" I asked lost, "Oh, you mean during the opening ceremony," I continued while looking at him. Smirking I turned so that I was no longer facing him and said, "classified." At this Zero's grip on my arm tightened, why I do not know, I mean you wouldn't think something like this would get to him...would you?

I just continued to walk desperately trying to ignore the disappointment that radiated off of Kiryu-kun, not that he showedany emotion, I only knew because I'm sorta, well kinda, just a little empathic. Any way so here I was desperately trying to ignore this guys emotions when I suddenly realized he probably thought I'd been singing about Yuki.

So rather than explain anything to him, it's my life and I shouldn't have to, I opened my mouth and began to pick up the song from where he last heard.

"How could you promise you always would be there?"I sang while stopping and staring into Kiryu-kun's eyes.

"Why'd you have to go away somewhere?"I continued while staring past Kiryu and into the eyes of another much older male, apparently noticing the change Zero quickly turned around only to find the hallway empty. Ignoring his action I just continued to stare into the eyes of my father.

"Every morning into every night," I continued tears stinging my eyes, "Do you watch over me like the sun in the sky?"

"Am I all alone or standing in your light?"I said while staring at a seven year old version of my self clinging to his picture for dear life. The smaller me then caught my eyes and we simultaneously continued.

"I wish that I could," we sang tears staining our cheeks, "maybe..."I said as mini me began to break into hysterical sobs letting go of his picture, causing it to hit the ground and shatter into a million pieces.

"Sing you a song..." I continued as a younger version of my mother came in and started yelling at me for making such a racket "...tonight."I finished while turning away from my memories and facing Kiryu-kunstraight on. He stared at me for a moment with a look of understanding before turning his back on the whole incident.

"Papa?" a seven year old Sayoriquestioned while looking up into the kind amber eyes of her father, "why does mama get so angry when she sees me? Did I do something to make her mad?" As soon as the words left her mouth Yori desperately wished she could take them back, she would do anything to release her father of his sudden depression.

"It's not your fault Sayo-chan," her father lied. Sayori just sighed and shook her head while watching the beautiful sunset before her. "You have to understand Sayo," he continued giving her a sympathetic look, "your mother grew up in an environment were women were considered useless."

At this Yori visually straightened up, she could tell her father wasn't lying through her empathy, not to mention she had never been told anything of her mothers past. "Her family believed women were only around to bear chil--, I mean...be mothers." he continued while staring at the darkening sky before him, "and of course they wouldn't be happy unless your mother had a son."

"So mama's mad that I'm a girl?" Sayori questioned. Her father just nodded his head and avoided his daughters gaze, the truth was he had been hoping for a son as well. Someone to take over his business when his illness eventually got the better of him. "That's a relief," he heard his daughter say, "I thought I'd done something wrong." She said while starring happily at the sunless sky.

Sayori's father just chuckled and whispered something that was lost on the wind. Turning to ask her father what he had said Sayori was shocked as her father burst into flames a smile playing at his lips, "Papa!" she yelled as the fire spread to burn everything around it. She watched as the scene exploded in sparks like an old photograph that had caught on fire.

After a few moments of this destruction the seven year old was left in the middle of darkness. She could barely make out some voices talking to her...no about her.

"...left her everything," one said.

"only one in the will..." another chimmed in.

"...even left out his wife!" the third and final voice shouted, effectively snapping Sayori out of her stupor.

Yori just looked up and took in her surroundings, she was in a church she noted, and everyone's wearing black, even herself..."wait when did I change?" Yori questioned, causing everyone in the room to look at her. "What?" she continued oblivious, "is there something on my face?"

"Sayori dear..." her aunt called from her right, Yori briefly noted her to be one of the three gossiping voices, "...you spoke." She continued as if it were the most unbelievable thing in the world. Confused Sayori just stared at her aunt as if she'd gone crazy.

"I'm sorry?" Yori apologized unsure, "I didn't realize speaking was taboo." But her sarcasm was lost on the amazed crowd seriously they act as if they hadn't seen her speak in weeks.

"Sayo-chan," her uncle called, seemingly surprised she didn't flinch at the nickname. How'd she known this...well empathy of course, that and all the whispered, "she didn't even react to being called Sayo-chan!'s" floating around.

"Uncle," she said acknowledging his presence, "whats going on here? You're all acting as if you've seen a ghost," she chuckled.

"We might as well have," Yori's annoying cousin called from beside her aunt, she faintly recognized him as another gossiper, "seeing as you haven't spoken in two months!" At this Yori froze, and slowly turned to gaze at her cousin confused, "yup not one word since Uncle Yue gave into his illness."

"What do you mean?" Yori yelled desperately while darting from face to face, only to have them all turn away from her ashamed. Ignoring this reaction she continued to search for some sort of answer. Tears sting her eyes she began searching for her mother, after all her mother would understand how she felt...right?

Rather than finding her mother Sayori found her father, or at least a picture of her father. A beautiful picture of her father Yue dressed in a tux, a picture that was surrounded by hundreds of white roses. Unconsciously Sayori had been drawing closer and closer to the picture and now stood a mere foot away from it. She lifted her hand to stroke the glass while whispering, "no."

She then picked up the picture frame and began singing to her father, began singing a song she had written for the day he'd overcome his illness, and was now being sung at his funeral. As the words of the song left her mouth the scenery around her began to fade until only Yori and a weathered picture of her father remained.

Sighing Yori let go of the picture and watched as it turned to ash, at the same time growing from a seven year old to a seventeen year old girl. Yoriwatched as the scenery once again changed and with tears in her eyes looked up at the now twilight sky while whispering, "you promised me we'd stay for the sunset."

"Yori...Yori! Hurry up, if you don't wake up now will be late for the first day of school...Sayori wake up!" my new room-mate yelled into my ear. Sighing I got up and motioned for her (I believe her name was Hinako) to leave. Getting the message Hinako shook her head disapprovingly but grabbed her bag and left any way.

I took that as my que to go back to sleep, I had been excused from classes and saw no reason to waste my break awake. Especially considering I'd been up all night with Kiryu-kun training with my new weapon, not that I'd ever need it I'm sure vampires have better things to do than attack a weakling like me.

Anyway I'm obviously tired, and the fact that I was plagued by memories of my childhood did not help. "Relax Yori," I whispered, "It's all in the past you promised you'd move on." I stated while serenely smiling at a picture on my bed stand, "he'd want me to." I sighed when I noticed a letter next to the picture of my loving father.

Sighing, man I was doing a lot of that lately, I grabbed the letter and began skimming through it...

To whom it may concern,

We are righting to inform you that the day of your examination has been set.
On Monday January 12th, exactly one week from today you are to be escorted
to the Vampire Hunter Association's (VHA) headquarters for screening.
Depending on your scores on the mental, practical, and hypothetical test
given to you, you shall either be accepted into the organization or have
any memory connected to this world erased.

Sincerely,

Vampire Hunter Association

Okay so that's the first chapter of Promise Me... please tell me what you think in a review!

Until next time,

Ja ne