Do you truly think kaname can't move on from yuki , i mean why can't he , though he seems more in love with her than before cause it's easily visible but it's not like she did anything substantial for him , he can fall for some nice young lady or lad ?
Seeing the raws of the new chapter, I can only say that I feel sad. I think Aidou's expression is more or less my expression whenever I think of Kaname.
Some time ago I stopped suffering for Yuki and zero, they are still unbearable to me, but something changed.
I got married a couple months ago, and while I was putting on my beautiful dress, I was thinking about a boy I used to loved like no one else, I don't think I will ever love anyone like adored him, and I thought I would never be able to fall in love again like I did w him, and yes, I never fell in love like that again, but you know what? There are many kinds of love and many ways to fall in love. I'll never forget him for sure, but that doesn't mean my husband is the substitute.
There are loves so passionate that they fall into the toxic, Yume is like that, Kaname is complicated and ambiguous, he is one of those people who do not seem belong to this world, Yuki could never reach him and he never knew how to become "material" to her, always so unattainable. In the end there are decisions that change everything, Yuki and Kaname had that kind of relationship so intense that you know from the beginning that they are doomed to failure, and those types of stories are the ones we love the most. I know that Yuki always chose Kaname, she did it again and again and again.
As I said in a previous post, what bothers me now is not the stupid Zeki, it bothers me that Kaname can't move on, it's logical that he wants to know who he is, where he comes from, how he got there and of course who is the woman who gave him a daughter, but my wish, and this is the happy ending that I hope for my beloved Kaname, is that once he finds all those answers, he will be able to stand up and smile, and finally leave her behind.
A long time ago I stopped waiting for a Yume meeting, that will not happen in any way, if Hino wanted it she would have given a different twist of the cure thing, but she didn't, the only thing she leaves us at the end is a butterfly that represents eternity, a forever that will never happen. I think Kaname will never forget Yuki and Yuki never forgot Kaname, but she realized, and I hope Kaname too, that even if you love someone very much, if this person is not for you for more than a brief moment in life, so you must take one step at a time and move on.
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My Heart Torn Asunder - a Vampire Knight fic
Posted also: ff.net and AO3
Words: 1,945
Rated: K+
Genre: Romance (background) & Angst
Setting: Yuki-centric, the beginning of volume 11, a year after the manga's main events.
This isn't really a fic so much as a rambling train of thought, but I suppose it's also a tribute to Yuki's complicated feelings. Poor babygirl gets way too much shit from the fandom...
Note: Please do NOT comment with hate towards any characters or ships! I am drawing from canon here, and tried to be as fair as possible to Yuki's feelings for both Kaname and Zero, even with a slight emphasis on Zero/Yuki. The point is that Yuki loves and wants them BOTH, and this is her grieving that. That is all.
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Time moved more slowly in a room with no windows. The daily calendar on her desk was the only indicator of how many days, weeks, months have passed. And yet, even as the ripped off calendar’s pages began to inch closer and closer to the first anniversary since she moved in here, Yuki could hardly believe it. It felt like she had only arrived yesterday... but also that she had been inside for an eternity.
Perhaps, she often pondered, whenever she would eventually step outside, the world would have already turned to dust. She would have outlived humanity’s place on this planet, outlived life itself. All her old friends, their countless descendants... gone. All of her vampire allies withered away.
Only her left. And Kaname. And the few other Purebloods left.
When she thought of it that way, immortality sounded awfully lonely. She couldn’t imagine how any mortal could envy such a wasted existence.
But then, things always seemed bleak while being trapped inside for her first year returned to a vampiric state.
It was for her own safety.
She knew. Of course, she knew.
She was still a baby by vampire standards, and the lingering damage caused by her late, mad Uncle Rido would mark her as an exquisite meal for other vampires out there.
But sometimes, Yuki wondered if it was quite necessary to lock her up. In a room with no windows. The place she was born in and lived in during her original vampire life.
After all, she was older now. She could have an escort or something. She’d rather be guarded while walking outside in the fresh air than be all alone inside, with the only company from Aido and Ruka for lessons, and they only visited a few days per week, and Kaname, of course, for feeding and bedtime.
She wondered if goldfish were better off than her; at least, they had a glimpse of the outside world.
Yes, she had access to the rest of the mansion, technically, but she was nearly always encouraged to stay in her room. Besides, it wasn’t like she had any chance of seeing the outside world anyway: all the windows were boarded up.
Left alone for hours on end, Yuki’s feelings and thoughts festered in ways she never knew was possible during her decade-long human life. Resentment, anger, bitterness, even hatred; these were emotions she never actively felt as a human girl. Not that humans never felt that way, of course, but rather, the circumstances of her life, the kind people surrounding her, ensured that the wool remained firmly over her eyes.
Sometimes she wondered if this sudden engulfment of negative emotions was part of the sin of being a vampire, or the sins she unwittingly committed as a human coming back to haunt her.
And of course, by those sins, she meant Zero.
Zero...
How ironic. Living as a human, it was Kaname’s name that sent her heart pounding away painfully, with an intensity that was both desperate longing and utter despair.
Living as a vampire, it was Zero’s name that caused this reaction now.
Lying on the floor, staring up at the ceiling’s pattern that she had memorized long ago, day after day, Yuki allowed herself to indulge in memories. It was wrong, of course, considering she was living under Kaname’s roof, as Kaname’s betrothed and lover, but the slow hours that trickled away day by day were driving her mad. And besides, it wasn’t like thinking about Zero wasn’t punishment enough.
Her indulgence was also her pain. How fitting for a vampire.
Like drinking blood, draining the life from another body, it was a pleasure and an agony that was irresistible.
She loved thinking about Zero and loathed it at the same time.
She longed for those innocent days while also grateful to be unveiled at last.
She even dared to fantasize, trapped alone in that windowless room, of how things might have been. If Zero and her were actual lovers, if only for a brief time, if he had been her first, if she had taken the steps to push their attraction to a deeper level...
Sometimes, she even dared to wonder where she’d be right now if she did not choose to stay with Kaname...
But every time those thoughts dared to whisper in the back of her mind, Yuki shook herself out of them.
No. No. No, she would not allow regret to haunt her.
Let the sins of human-Yuki punish vampire-Yuki for the pain she caused both men. But she would never, ever regret her decision...
I will not regret my choice...
Whenever those words crept up in her mind, Yuki would gasp sharply, clutching her chest as she curled up in a ball in a vain attempt to get rid of the pain. But she only endured it, endured the agony of her foolish, naïve human actions coming back to beat herself bloody.
The most forbidden memory of her human life always betrayed her.
Shortly after Zero had awakened to his vampire senses, human-Yuki had committed a forbidden act. The most taboo of all human-vampire relations. She had offered her blood to him.
After that, it became their dirty little secret, one that only a few knew of by intuition (Kaname, Headmaster Cross, Hanabusa Aido, and Yagari-sensei). She gave her blood to Zero countless times, and every time it hurt her, frightened her, but also secretly pleased her.
She had been helping him, giving him a thread of hope to survive and retain his sanity, because Zero mattered to her.
But then she awakened herself as a vampire. She got her original memories back.
And suddenly, her perceived kindness became a cruelty.
She tried lying to herself and to Zero, claiming that offering her blood was for herself, and perhaps, in a twisted way, it was. After all, if helping Zero meant clearing her conscience, that was inherently selfish, right?
And yet.... and yet....
Now that the thirst for blood had entered her own veins, Yuki was faced with a terrible, frightening realization.
No matter how many times she fed off Kaname, no matter how much she desired his blood, it was not enough.
It was never remotely enough.
Her body craved Zero’s blood.
Just as her heart craved for his---
No!
But no matter how much she fought it, no matter how she beat herself to an emotional pulp, that desire never faded. It was sickening, really, that her genuine terror of vampires and blood during her human years, would be the very thing she was, the very essence of her existence.
And yet, her fears had never stopped her from giving herself to Zero. Nor did it stop her from longing for Kaname.
Fate was too cruel.
Her human life hurt Kaname, just as her vampire life hurt Zero.
It was not fair.
It was not fair!
Even her most treacherous thought of “what if she chose Zero?” didn’t give her a happier alternative. On one hand, Zero would have probably granted her more freedom. She’d probably help him hunt Level-E vampires, they’d go shopping together, and even drink each other's blood. It would be like old times, only vampiric all the way.
On the other hand, she’d probably still be agonizing over the desire to drink Kaname’s blood. And the crushing guilt over leaving him to face eternity alone.
Neither one would satisfy. Only both. Forever both.
But of course, that was impossible, and indescribably cruel to ask for.
The windowless room seemed to rob Yuki of her tears. She had cried, on that last day at the Academy, and later when they returned to this place. First, it had been over losing Zero. Next, it was the pain of Kaname’s cruelty and truth behind his motives over the last decade.
And that had been the last time she had any tears in her eyes.
But that did not put a stopper on the pain. On the contrary, the lack of a release only intensified it, and Yuki would wonder if she would ever break the dam and how many tears she would shed.
But still, no tears would come to free her.
And when the agony over her heart would quiet down, the miserable questions of her own immortality would arise again.
She would sometimes hallucinate, watching her “other self” be consumed by oozing blood as “she” reached out to her, begging to be freed of her sins. Pleading to be allowed to die naturally like everyone else.
Longevity was one thing; all vampires possessed it. Immortality was absolutely terrifying.
And yet, it was her destiny. And either she would face the countless years of the world with Kaname until they were all alone on a dead planet, or she would be killed by a Hunter.
Or she would end her own life, like her mother.
None of these prospects were welcoming. She’d rather wither away on a deathbed and embrace Death as an old woman than face any of those terrible, sad choices.
Strange how immortality removed the fear of death so readily and made it sound so wonderful in exchange.
Yuki wondered if she would feel so morbid if she had remained a vampire this whole time. It would be her “normal,” therefore it wouldn’t hurt as much, right?
But if she had remained, Uncle Rido would have killed her ten years ago. She would never have even tasted eternity’s touch. Her mother’s sacrifice gave her a chance to live longer, and through the eyes of an innocent lamb.
Now she had returned to the lion’s den having only known gentle pastures for ten years, now surrounded by blood and carcasses and the stench of death coming from her own body.
She changed so much, despite becoming her “true” self, and that scared her most of all.
And yet….
“Just stay the way you are…”
Kaname’s words from when she was still an ignorant human came back to her. Kaname had known her true nature, her past, their relationship that was put on hold while her memories were at bay, but he still encouraged her to be herself.
It was something she truly loved and cherished about Kaname, that he remained so devoted to her, even after ten lonely years of watching her from afar.
But who was “Yuki?”
“The Yuki you knew is gone because the Vampire Yuki devoured her…”
Sometimes she wondered if she had really said those words to Zero, or to herself.
And sometimes she wondered if Zero believed those words.
That kiss he gave her before they parted ways said otherwise…
An overwhelming thirst would always consume her then. She would seek out Kaname (or he would come to her), and she would devour his blood, willing it to crush her foolish hopes, to smother her memories.
Perhaps it would have been better if she never met Zero. If she had lived out her human years, blissfully unaware of a hunter-turned-vampire boy, until it was time to reawaken as her vampire self.
Perhaps it also would have been better if she had never known Kaname when her memory and identity was erased. If he had kept his distance and never left her on a snowy field, but rather placed her directly in the hands of Headmaster Cross.
And yet… and yet…
Yuki would have rather died tomorrow than live a hundred years as human, or eternity as a Pureblood vampire, than never knowing her two beloved men.
Even if she didn’t deserve them.
Even if she chose to live with one and constantly long for the other.
Even with her heart torn asunder.
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