Kaname X Yuuki -

She took it. His palm was cool, smooth, eternal. She raised it to her cheek, closing her eyes.

His voice was the same. Gentle, deep, and unbearably sad. She turned. He stood in the doorway, dressed simply in black, his dark hair catching the firelight. He looked exactly as he had a century ago. Two centuries. Time had no teeth where he was concerned. kaname x yuuki

Yuki Kuran stood at the window, her reflection a ghost superimposed on the gray garden. Behind her, the room was vast—too vast, she often thought, for two people. But they were not people , were they? Not anymore. Not for a very long time. She took it