Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Knight or any of it's characters.
A/N: Now I noticed that there weren't many VK fics, let alone very many Kaname/Yuki fics. SO since I love this manga so, I decided to add my own story to the bunch, hopefully, to be followed by many more. Yuki is a bit dark in this but these are her internal thoughts towards everyone's favorite vampire.
Yuki hated Kaname's eyes. Those dark and mysterious eyes that seemed to gaze into her soul and leave her weak. Those sad eyes made Yuki want to break the line between vampire and human. Those eyes...
Yuki hated Kaname's touch. That touch had the power to control her like a puppet if he so wished. His touch could send shivers down her spine, warm her cheeks, and lift her heart. His touch could make her cry, or silently die. His touch...
Yuki hated Kaname's voice. That voice could make her heart sing and her soul dance. That voice had the power to make Yuki weak in the knees and have the strength of then men. That voice could decieve and assure her. That voice...
Yuki hated Kaname's warmth. For someone of the undead, he was very warm and comfortable. His warmth made her want to sink into his arms and never leave their shelter. His warmth made her want to do things she never even dreamed about before. His warmth...
Yuki hated Kaname's mouth. She hated the way it made her want more and press her body firmly against his own. It made her forget her duties. It made her forget the fact that she was human and he was a vampire. It made her forget the fact that he could be a cold blooded killer, and she was not. His mouth...
Yuki hated the way Kaname smelled. He smelled of many different things, things that were so sweet it made her want to be with him long enough to find out exactly what each smell was. She could always tell when Kaname was near by his smell. His smell made her sigh in content and breathe relief. His smell…
Yuki hated the way Kaname listened. The way he listened to her intently, never interrupting. The way he always looked understanding, it didn't matter what emotions he was really feeling. The way he focused completely his attention never wavered, even for a second. He listened…
Yuki hated herself. She hated the way she loved Kaname so deeply that even years of ignoring the feelings they still managed to boil to the surface. She hated the way she ached for his touch, yearned for his warmth, vied to hear his voice, and begged to taste his lips.
Yuki hated Kaname. She hated him for loving her. She hated him for making her love him. She hated him for being the person who saved her. She hated him for allowing her to give him her heart. She hated him for making her feel so helpless and weak.
Yuki hated Kaname.
"I love you, Kaname..."
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