~ArShi SS~ The Vampire Knight - chap 9 page 121 - Page 82

I'm hungry!

*singing while hold my stomach grumbles in hunger

THIS POST RIGHT HERE IS THE FIRST COMMENT FOR THE UPDATE. IDC WHAT ANYONE ELSE SAYS!

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No Vaishu you're not first :P Sorry to burst your bubble (;

Ok to the update.

I HATE YOU ANKS. REALLY I DO.

What the hell woman.

You DO NOT give such a mind boggling update like that only to stop right in the middle!

The curiosity is gnawing at me!! I can't take it.

Why Anks?! Whyyy?

Why do you enjoy torturing me like this.

Humph.

You better continue this soon or else...

*grumbles* yes I still love you but you better update!

Hmph.

Chapter 9

"Vicky, you know I will be marrying him. Why do you still bother?" She asked, ever so majestically, teasing him to no ends possible.

Was she this cruel because of what she was or she just enjoyed rubbing venom into his wounds that mercilessly?

He forced her cold body to snuggle closer to his, and couldn't help but get his hands tangled in those unending locks of ebony again. Intuitively, he leaned into them and placed feathery light kisses, wherever he could.

Oh, she smelled just like a wood nymph.

"Maya…" her name was all he could manage to utter out, as he let himself get intoxicated again; indulging into the strongest drug he had ever known in his life.

She kissed him back with equal fervor, trying dejectedly to bring her body to his heated temperature. Her fingers tingled as they traced the surface of his skin.

They entwined into each other for hours, giving new definitions to fire and ice.

When had she started becoming the absolute sole of his existence?

And when exactly had he turned into a fool for letting her become that?

She rustled a little next to her, slithering close to her mouth again, playing that devilish smile on her lips.

"Shouldn't you be killing me, Vikram?" She asked with that hint of two-toning laid in her voice.

Well, wasn't she just ruthless. She wouldn't waste even a moment, right?

Just hit the man where it hurts the most.

"If we are talking about killing each other, you have a better chance at it than I do… Considering you are so good at making me lose my senses." He jibed her, hoping for another tongue-in-cheek reply.

Instead he felt her move away.

She had covered herself in sheets, and walked to the edge of the room, near the windowsill.

He knew she was trying to rake it all in. It would always take her some distance to keep her feelings from flowing out.

He heard her clear her throat, and a small laugh escaped him.

"I have no time to soil my hands with your blood, Vikram. At least while being alive, you are of use for my pleasure."

This was exactly why he loved her. Yes, loved her with all his life.

She would never become weak. Even though he knew her state thoroughly, his own being the same, he knew she would never shrug away her responsibilities.

"You should be going now." She had said as soon as the first rays of sun had hit the skies.

"Why? You don't want your all-important fiance to know anything?" Vikram had laced venom spouting the fiance .

What was the point in hiding his disgust?

It wasn't as if he could do anything.

"You know he already knows. Stop blaming Jay as if he's at fault." She tried to divert his now rising anger somewhere else.

"Ohh no! Definitely not! It's your stupid Lord Shyam and his prophecies that are bullshit! He's practically a thousand years old! How dare he still spout such nonsense? Your people are mad to even think that you can keep your race PURE and UNADULTERATED!" Vikram angrily stomped off her home, the helplessness turning into frustration.

Every meeting of theirs ended like that… But like a drug addict, he would go to her every time she called, and face the same question she asked every single time, never answering it.

She had to be married to Jay. She had to give birth to a child.

She had to give birth to that child.

Vikram woke up in a pool of sweat. His heart still beating rapidly, her last words reverberating in his ears… Let her make her own destiny.

"Tch Tch Tch… Seems like she still doesn't leave you in peace, does she?" Vikram jerked his head in the direction of that voice, the voice which made him want to empty the contents of his stomach.

"Why are you here?" He managed to croak out.

"Maya was a difficult one. Of course, who else would know better than you. How hard she tried to get her away from me… Tell me Vikram, is it fair to keep the love of your life away from you?" He smiled, that very instant letting Vikram know what his intentions were.

Vikram got off the bed, swiftly unveiling his scythe. No, this couldn't be happening. It wasn't time.

"Yes, it is time." Shyam laughed, "I am impressed that you think you stand a chance against me Vikram."

Vikram didn't know what to do. He couldn't let Khushi go that easily. She still didn't know anything about anything. She still needed to know truth from someone who wasn't lusting after her blood.

"She doesn't need to go with you. There is still time." Vikram uttered, trying to knock some sense into Shyam.

"No. You have run out of time Vikram. I need her to be my queen now. And I know she will love me. She was born for that purpose."

"No!" Vikram lunged at him, only to hear a loud slash and air blow out of his lungs.

Arnav had just finished his guard shift and come back to the mansion. As soon as he entered, something just didn't feel right. It felt as if everything was heavier, even the air.

So, out of habit, he went to check up on her. Maybe she was having one of those nightmares again.

He climbed the flight of stairs impatiently, as he always would when that nagging feeling at the back of his head refused to budge.

Only to find her room empty.

Where was she?

He knew she wasn't on shift. His throat went dry as he rummaged that wing of the mansion to find her, screaming out her name.

He reached the rooftop, and for a second was blinded by the sudden surge of moonlight. Strange, wasn't moonlight supposed to be gentle?

The chilly wind didn't really make a difference to his skin, but the shadow he saw on the edge of the roof did.

There was a man, with ruby eyes, crouched up on the edge, with someone in his arms.

Arnav rushed nearer to get a clear picture, as to which wretched leech had even dared to come to the home of the leader of Slayers.

And he froze.

It was that Shyam he had met the other day.

With Khushi in his lap.

Grazing his tongue hungrily over her nape, with an uncontrollable madness in those red eyes.

Arnav didn't even try. His hands moved on their own to wield the Rose. Before he knew it, he had fired three shots at Shyam.

While he was doing that, the back of his mind registered something. Why wasn't Khushi waking up at gunshot sounds?

She wasn't dead. Definitely not. He could still smell her warm and fresh.

Then why wasn't she waking up?

"You really want to wake her up, don't you, Boy?" The leech disgustingly smiled. Making Arnav aware of his ability.

The Rose didn't hurt him?

Crap. So it was true after all. Purebloods could not be killed!

Shyam seemed delighted by the look on his face.

"I'll do you a favour, Raizada. I'll wake her up."

And before Arnav could even move, Shyam fangs dug into Khushi's neck.

He didn't remember how many rounds he fired in that moment.

But to no avail.

He saw him wiping blood off his lips but what he saw next drained the blood out of his own body.

Khushi… Her hair… Her eyes… Her skin…

Her hair was literally crowding up the ground beneath her feet, and her skin was void of any color whatsoever.

But her eyes, her eyes were what made Arnav's hands move on their accord, and shoot her.

She had the ruby eyes.

The bloody ruby eyes of a pureblood.

She stared with those eyes at him. Her face full of confusion as to why he had just shot her… Not that the shots seemed to hurt her, they just deflected away from her skin.

Shyam pulled Khushi's hand, and led her away… While she still couldn't make sense of any of it.

Arnav stood there for what felt like eternity. His mind boggled. A thousand questions drilling holes into him.

Only after the sun rose and its rays started to burn his skin a little, he moved to find the man who had the most answers now… Master.

So, How was it? Good, Bad, really ugly?? Please comment! I love reading all your views and questions!

that was amazing...

sahi mein i cud literally imagine that leechadh Shyam...

so coming to the update,...

just loved how u brought out the oldies sex🤣

jokes apart...

it was beautiful... just lovely...

the intensity, the emotions... the addictions veerything...

and then how u linked it with present... how khushi wasn't reacting... she being a pure blood vampire...

master taking it all to save it...

might as well i think arnav wud now think of having it with her... coz she is the person he loves the most and hate the most... the tagline of the show again showcased here...

earlier i had said ki y rose repelled khushi... aapne avayein mana kar diya tha...

i was right...

but i have a question: ruby red eyes of khushi... y wasn't it detected before??? y wasn't arnav able to know ki khushi was vampire too???

awesome update...

i felt so good reading it...😃

pata hai... i was thinking of resing on BB too.. fir chod diya... 😉

ab u go and read the comment...