Introduction: This story is set after the second season of Vampire Knight. I've written this in a way that I can be happy with. Why can't Vampires be this way for real! And anyway, thanks for reading..

Updated: Being that this is my first fan fiction story, I went back to check for errors and changed the format a bit. I'm going over it to see if I can find my ending once again.

To Reviewers: When possible, I will gladly read a story of yours and critic it.

Genre: Tragedy, Mystery

Summary: Years pass, and a letter is sent from a certain girl who's very presence tamed a hunter's soul. Her motive was to bring them closer together even though they're so far apart, but now...? How will she end the distance?

Vampire Knight: A Simple Message

Message I – Yuuki's Letter

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Another well-adapted year for the old Cross Academy that changed greatly after a group of well-behaved pure-bloods left the once peaceful academy. There was still much to fear, because of a pure-blood that once accepted the school had left, never to return to campus.

It effected a lone hunter, a simplistic teenage school girl, and a very responsible Headmaster with equal disappointment. Tonight became very dark and peace reddened.

'Lately, it has done nothing but rain, the first week of this solemn year.'

Inside a confined dusty chamber, within a cold large school, was a shirtless man that had a symbolic tattoo covering the left side of his neck. He was chained against the seal barring glowing wall, facing a decision.

A vampire's figure arose above him, and his fate soon followed.

Scared to death, the out of liege level D quickly moved his body upward and arose from his queen size bed. He sat, his back facing the bed, struggling to catch his breath.

After a moment, a slight creak was heard in the direction of the door.

The silver haired man withdrew his bloody rose gun from underneath his small white squared pillow and aimed it toward the slow moving door. The door's knob twisted back into place, he reacted in his own defense and fired the gun before having a glimpse of the person coming through it.

"Headmaster Cross!" He said without thinking. His hand shaking from the action.

Headmaster slowly stuck his head back in the doorway. "Well hello to you to Mr. Grumpy, is that your way of saying good morning to me...?" He asked, his voice very hesitant.

"Ugh... you've been awfully happy lately." He blinked twice, changing the corrupted atmosphere. His eyes still seemed quite hazy from lack of sleep.

"Well of course, I promised I'd smile, hoping that someone else may catch it." Headmaster Cross smiled greatly. He seemed to be in a slight daze.

The angry male laid against the pillows behind him and asked in a smug voice. "Now who would ask you something so stupid?"

Headmaster's voice became seriously quiet. "You've forgotten or, are you just in denial?" He walked midway into the dim room.

He pause for awhile...

"Well anyway," His voice returned to it's normal cheery self, "Before I go,... I should give you this."

He extended a letter towards him.

The young man's messy silver hair hung down to his shoulders. He brushed the strands out from his eyes, asking. "What is it?"

The Headmaster chuckled. "Just a seemingly important message for you, well,... assuming this because of your usual empty mailbox."

The bloody rose was raised toward the jolly man, the safety switched off.

Headmaster thought quickly. "Oh, look at the time!" He glanced down at his bare wrist. "I must go now, farewell Zero-kun! Another threat to take seriously!" He waved his hand swiftly, then immediately ran down the hallways.

Zero switched the gun back on safety, set it beside himself, and disclosed the envelope.

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The letter read...

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"To Good Years,..."

"So many years have passed since we last spoke to each other. We left with so many questions answered."

"..."

"I wanted to lay down some common ground with you, because I feel as though part of me was left behind?"

"I had no way of knowing,... about my racial being, ... or, the loss of my own, original memories that I have now regained completely."

"I cannot change what has occurred, but I can at least pull the thorns from the 'bloody rose' clutched within your fingers."

. . .

Zero looked down for a moment in discouragement from the letter, then to the cold gun. He realized his left hand had cuffed it tight. A prediction no less. He shook his head and turned his attention back to the letter.

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"And I shall feel the same pain, you felt,... all those years."

"Though I may bleed myself,... it will not be enough to kill me."

"I will forever long for this kind of pain!"

"If we shall ever meet again, I trust, ..."

"You will, keep the promise I kept to you?"

"…"

"Hunt well, my vampire hunter,..."

"I truly am sorry..."

. . .

V.K. : "Zero-kun, Kaname-sempai does not know of this... simple,-message."

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'Til we meet again,

Yuki Cross Kuran

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Zero slowly stood up, and glanced at the letter held in his hands, then threw it onto the bed. He walked hesitantly away from the edge of it and then proceeded through the doorway and down the silent hallways of Cross Academy's day class dorms.

Headmaster was in his office smiling to himself. He chuckled after licking an envelope, and sealed it. He thought to himself. 'All I can do is hope. I knew she had to go sometime, so I will just remember the smile of my young daughter. She is now grown into a precious flower, a once white rose that has forever been tainted with blood.'

He sighed with a huge smile stuck upon his face. "If only you knew how much he truly cared. But that cannot be changed." He placed it on a pile of letters that sat along the edge of the wooden desk.

A loud knock was heard beyond the wooden gray door across from the desk the Headmaster Cross was sitting behind. "Come in, Zero-kun!" He yelled.

"Uh, how did you know it was me?" Zero asked, closing the door behind him.

"I didn't, just call it... a guess." He leaned back in the chair and crossed his arms over his chest. "So did you want to speak to me about something?"

"Of course, you keep a lot of supplies in here don't you?"

"Well yes, but why? Are you planning on working today?"

Zero walked far enough to ram his hands on the sturdy desk. His head hung lazily before Headmaster heard his rough voice. "Something like that..." He looked at him through the corner of both eyes. "I need them immediately."

"Very well, since it seems it's a matter of most urgency, I will give you what you need." He stood up, marched his way to a nearby closet, and rifled through it. He took out a dusty box and handed it to Zero.

"Here!" He said. "Try not to break anything." He smiled slightly.

Zero quickly left out the moonlit room.

Headmaster was left alone, "He seemed a little disturbed,... almost like he was then." He pondered the thought. "I wondered what the letter said?"

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A Simple Message

Message I - Yuuki's Letter – End

To be continued...

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After Thoughts: Thanks for Reading!

[1] I hoped you liked the concept of my first story. During school I thought of the idea for the letter, it just came to me. I was happy I finally got an idea for a fan fiction.

[2] The two metaphors I truly loved: I came up with them and I still love them.

{1} "I cannot change what has occurred, but I can at least pull the thorns from the 'bloody rose' clutched withing your fingers."

{2} She has now grown into a precious flower, a once white rose that has forever been tainted with blood.

[3] I imagine Yuuki reading the letter a certain way, but I took out the description from the letter so you readers could imagine it for yourselves.

[4] Just as a reminder, when Headmaster Cross asks Zero if he's working he means to ask is he going vampire hunting. I apologize if this was obvious enough to tell, I was just making sure.

[5] I wanna know! What does everyone think about Yuki. The Yuki before and the Yuuki after she remembered everything. What'd you think of her decision?

Arigato Gosaimatsu!