A Pureblood's Inferno [Request please ^.^]

[Kiyoko Ruri]

It was very late on a Wednesday night, and instead of lounging in her room scribbling haikus and letters that no one would ever be able to read as she hoarded them jealously to herself, or strolling or hunting the quiet streets of the nearby town to sate her hatred of the tablets her class was unfairly forced to consume, Ruri was in the Cross Academy library immediately after her classes for the day had ended. She begrudged every single class she had earlier, as it took away her precious time she required to research upon a particularly interesting topic, one that was, by request, not available for the Day Classers and only available to those of the Night Class that had a legitimate excuse to check out and examine topics that focused not only on the existence of the vampire race, but its origins and its history. This peculiar section also contained miscellaneous records of the more important Noble clans, and, of course, everything that could be gathered and kept concerning the precious purebloods of the vampire society – and this was precisely what Ruri was about. After her induction into the Axis Organization and their subject of their most recent meeting, Ruri was determined to learn more about the Kuran family in an attempt to discover a secret or weakness of Kuran Kaname-sama. Of course, the royal Kuran King had never openly indicated his opinion – but it was obvious to any vampire with a brain that he cared something for that annoyingly boisterous human prefect and daughter of the Headmaster, Cross Yuuki.

No, it had to be more than just a ‘care’ that Kuran held – after all, he treated her specially above all the other humans and openly displayed his affection for her. But before Ruri could try to wedge herself between the two sickening lovebirds, she thought she would try and gather information on Kaname – incriminating would be best, but even mildly suspicious would work just fine in her plan to poison the naïve human mind of the silly girl against her knight in shining armor.
Shining with blood, I’ll bet. There isn’t a single pureblood whose hands are not tainted.
Ruri thought with a disdainful sniff as she ran her fingers over the dusty old spines, most of them leather and cracked with age, musty and yellowing with antiquity. Her movements stopped suddenly, her fingers pausing at the top of a box shoved between towering piles of ancient books and parchments, tightly sewn shut and marked, ‘The Royal Pureblood Dynastic Records, request to view’. Ruri smirked at such a rule – she had broken more than a few just in sneaking in here when the creepy old librarian had dozed off earlier, and she certainly would not make a formal request and draw up official papers, which would no doubt draw the attention of those she did not need to befall her – specifically that of Kuran or Sakurazuka.

With deft, quick movements, Ruri slit open the box easily with her sharpened nails and dragged it behind the tall shelf into a secluded alcove she had made for herself the night before, complete with poufy pillows and a small nightstand for her usual oolong tea, or, as was more likely these days, black coffee.
Ever since a couple of nights before, Ruri had been in this same area, feverishly looking for anything related to the Kurans, and had to go through a lot of useless crap before she actually found something. It was an extremely difficult, lengthy process, as it was no doubt meant to be by Kaname himself – who would not be too pleased if it were so easy to find information concerning his carefully guarded past of which he spoke so little to even his intimate ‘friends’, let alone anyone else, so she had been told. She had always found the story of the Kuran suicide to be one with holes in it - everyone had known, or said that Haruka-sama and Juuri-sama had been happy, prosperous, and why on earth would they end their lives with a son barely out of his childhood? It didn't make any sense to her, and a nagging suspicion tugged away at her that there must be more to this story - and as soon as she found out, her Lord Rosenkreutz Valizh-sama would be the first to know of it. Of course, this could be another empty shell, but she knew she had to try, or none of these hours she had slaved away would be worth it. Decisively, Ruri scanned the back of the book for the index, and her jade green eyes gleamed triumphantly at the sight: ‘Kuran, Rido, Kuran Haruka; Kuran, Juuri – p.432-515’.

Anxious now that she had finally found it and the moment of truth would soon, no doubt, arrive, she hastily swept through to the pages until she saw the numbers at the top of the page. Her heart began to soar excitedly, but then something disastrous happened that nearly made it stop with shock. Before she could even read a single word of any of it, the whole front of the chapter and its affiliates burst into flames, and Ruri screeched like a scalded cat, dropping the book to the carpeted floor and watching with horror and a sinking disappointment as it burned. The oddest thing was this: the flames, which looked almost para normally monstrous, were contained only to the book, and did not creep to either the vulnerable carpet fibers, nor did any sparks crackle and float to the wood shelves or balconies of the library.
“What is this…”
Ruri whispered softly, and wrapped her thin arms around her shoulders, hugging herself tightly as she stepped gingerly away from this strange fire that gave off a furious heat.
I suppose…if Kuran suspected there would be those who would try to find out he could have made precautions…I had no idea even he had such power to have information burn at the slightest touch of a curious hand. Damn him!

[Saito Yukio]

Yukio smiled sitting back in a chair silently in the shadows. He had no idea who she was and was only moderately interested in knowing. Not his true interest was in what she was searching for. He made not a sound as her face lit up with excitement with the discovery of the book she was searching for. Yukio recognized the cover immediately. Stranger even still was what she could want with information concerning the royal families. Yukio had just recently had a run in with a not so noble royal which was partially the reason he was her in the first place. But that was all irrelevant.

To his amusement the book lit ablaze startling the young girl who then dropped the book. Vampire magic wasn't something strange among the world of the night but evidently this girl wasn't too fond of the pyrotechnic tramp. In the silence Yukio began clapping his hands in amusement. "My dear I do believe that was the most stunning display of shock I have ever seen." he said with a light tone.