I wanted to do another SI, but a more serious one. This one will be slight AU-ish, since Rido will be slightly different in this (He won't be too much of vampire like his canon part in the series). Haruka, and Juri's parents' names haven't been revealed yet by Hino-sama, but in this fic. Their names will be Eiji, and Chiyo.

Warnings/Contains: Self Insert OC, Bad Grammar and Spelling, Slight AUish, Dark, and I honestly don't know what else so etc.

Disclaimer: I own nothing, but my OC.

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Chapter One: Reborn as a Kuran

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Nothing.

There was nothing she could see. Just pure darkness that welcomed her when she gave her last breath. The pain. God, there was so much pain she felt from laying on the concrete ground, mere yards away from her vehicle. She couldn't even move, nor shout for help as everything went dark in her vision.

Now here she is in an empty void.

She couldn't feel anything. Literally nothing. She doesn't feel hot, nor cold. She can't even tell if she's breathing either. Is this what the afterlife was like? It terrified her for bit, but her surroundings changed to place she's never been before.

It was hard to see at first, due to the bright lights. It didn't help that there were loud noises, and unfamiliar voices talking all around her at once. She almost believed she was at the hospital, but she didn't when she realized she couldn't feel that pain she felt when she sprung out of her car. In fact she don't feel nothing. Only warmth that surround her body. Almost like a blanket. It was soothing, and made her feel almost protected.

When she try to move, she found herself unable to. This cause her to panic to move at least one of her limbs. It was futile, because once her vision came into focus. She realized she was wrapped in a blanket, and the worst of all. She notice the people that were talking around her were much larger. No... that wasn't right.

She was smaller than all of them.

'What's going on?! Where am I?!'

Her eyes began to tear up. She wanted to cry, but only small whimpers left out her lips. She doesn't understand. She's being held by someone she doesn't recognize. A woman that look in her early twenties with icey blue eyes that were staring down at her with a loving expression. She doesn't know her.

The woman didn't seem phase by her whimpers. Instead she hums a light tune, and rocks her in her arms to silent her voice.

She wanted to yell her to let her go, but she found herself enjoying the voice of that woman. There no menace in her tone. Only comfort, and soothing that reminded her of her mother. It calm her down with ease. She doesn't know what's going on.

The woman started talking to her, speaking into a language she doesn't understand. Though there were a few words she recognizes. It was enough for her to confirm the woman is speaking Japanese. She used to watch a ton of anime when she was alive. It seems that pays off slightly in this situation so there's that.

She can pretty much guess that she's reborn into a baby. She's not dumb enough to figure not it out by now, considering she is small and wrapped in a blanket with a woman she never met before until now.

The only strange part is that this woman may speak Japanese, but she doesn't look much like one. She look almost cartoony, and if she dare-say anime.

She didn't think too much on it when her ears twitch at the sound of a door opening. Her small head quickly turn to the side when she smelled a strong scent of a man that entered in the room. It was odd, because she shouldn't have strong nose like this. And yet she can tell by his scent that there was no sign of threat. It seem soothing to her as it is with the woman.

These two must be her parents.

She couldn't see him from her position. She tried sitting up, but only found the blanket restraining her every movement. Her supposedly mother chuckle, and talk to the man. No doubt telling him that their daughter wants to see him by the sound of teasing in her tone.

She hear the man shuffled, and soon sat down next to the woman. There she got a full look of her father. The man look about her mother's age if not slightly older. Both of them look stunning. Probably the most beautiful people she has ever seen before. They could make any model jealous by their mere appearance.

The woman has dark reddish-brown hair that is straight and pulled up into an elegant bun that reminded her of a politician. A few strands of her hair were sticking out. Mostly likely caused by stress from the birth. While her father has similar hair color, but if not more lighter, and brown as well curly that is shoulder-length.

She would had believe she hit the jackpot by the way they're dressed. Their attire obviously hinted that they are rich, which means she was born into family of wealth. However, those eyes of her father told her a whole different story.

They were much too similar to a favorite series she loved. It only confirmed her suspicious more when she heard her mother say respectful term of brother to her father. Not only confirming her parents are siblings, but the fact that she is inside a fictional world. Those eyes were Kuran. The only characters that have those eyes were from the series known as Vampire Knight. It could only mean one thing.

She died.

She died, and was reborn as a Kuran child in her favorite manga.

Sure she should be beyond happy, but she is fucking terrified. So many thoughts rolled in her mind. Mostly were 'Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!'. While some were questions like: how is it possible? Am I dreaming? What timeline am I at? Who are these people?

So she decided to focus on the last question. It was enough to help calm her down, since she didn't realize she was fussing again. Leaving her mother (or aunt?... she doesn't want to think too much on it.) to calm her down again. It doesn't help that she cannot speak Japanese, but she can tell by their conversations that her parents' names are Eiji, and Chiyo from the conversations with each other.

Could they really be Kurans?

The woman, or Chiyo, definitely has the face of one, while her father has the full package. However, it's Chiyo's eyes that bewildered her. They were a different color. If not a similar to a certain Kuran, or otherwise known as Rido Kuran...

Suddenly it clicked in her head at the thought. If Rido's right eye is indeed a similar color to Chiyo's, could that mean that this person is his mother? It was never explained on why his eyes were mixed, nor did Matsuri Hino showed what his parents look like. Let alone their names.

Could they... be them?

'If so... then that means...'

Rido, Haruka, and Juri are her siblings.

'Unless I was born before them? But wait... Rido is the eldest, but their ages...'

Well she got her answer when door opened again, and she smelled two new scents. One that was soothing, and the other that smelled bitter. She couldn't see who they were, but judging by her parents words. It was Haruka, and Rido, since she practically called their names.

Haruka was the first one to come into view. Eiji moved out of the way to let the obvious young vampire take a look at their latest addition to the family. He looked about the age of Kaname when he was introduced in manga. So Haruka has to be about around the age of ten?

He was quiet, and stoic, but yet those garnet eyes were filled with adoration. A small smile grace his features as he said one word. Her name. "Amara."

Amara?

She was named Amara Kuran?

Well... beggars can't be choosers. At least she now knows that she wasn't reborn as Juri, but as a sibling.

She wanted to reach out, touch Haruka. He looked adorable as he stood there, staring down at her with a small awe face. However, that didn't happened when their mother called Rido over. She felt a sense of dread as she heard him spoke. His voice was filled with calm, but she wasn't fooled by it. She knows his dark intentions later on.

She could tell her parents were urging Rido to come over to see her. Of course, she didn't want him to. He's the last person she ever wants to see, but it couldn't be help since her mother practically handed her over into Rido's arms. Without noticing the fussing coming from her.

'Damn you!' She mentally cursed at her mother.

She resisted the urge to cry as she went quiet, and stare up at her elder brother that is holding her. His mixed eyes look down at her, studying her every movement. Rido held her closer. No doubt as instinct to not drop her. She wanted to pull away from him, because she knew what he is capable of. And yet those eyes...

They look so lonely. If not dull without any spring of life in them...

Then she remembers the fate he'll suffer. The rivalry that will happen between Haruka, and him over Juri. How much he loves her to the point where he decides to have Yuki as a replacement for her mother. That he would do anything to have power to surpass Haruka, but it was in his lust for power that made him lost the most precious thing he cared about the most. Soon he dwells in a pit of madness.

The whole thing made her sympathize with him, because she know how it feels to love another who doesn't love you back.

'Maybe... maybe I can changed him...'

Instead of whimpering from the dark aura he is giving off, her small lips curl up into a smile. She let out a cooed sound, and moved her hand up towards him. He didn't notice that he gave her the ability to move, when he slightly shifted her blanket that trapped her into a cocoon.

Rido's eyes widen slightly from the gesture, before returning back down to normal. He reaches his index finger close to her cheek, gently brushing it. She felt slightly relaxed from the gesture, but even more so when he moved his finger across her lips to where she suck energy underneath his beautiful pale skin. Something dark flicker in his eyes as he watches her feed off of him, but they were replace by a smile on his face.

There was no malicious behind it... Only pure content...

That's when she, Amara Kuran, decided what she has do in her new life.