I wake up entangled in someone else's arms. It was Kaname. I sigh to myself and then proceed to untangle myself from his grip. Once I finally freed myself. I comb my hand through my messy (h/l) (h/c) locks. Pushing myself from the bed. I make my way towards 'our' wardrobe. I saw a bunch of black shirts and white trousers. Next to them skirts, jumpers, tank tops, and shorts. I just grab one of the black shirts he gave me, which I added my (f/c) tie which had a white cross on it too that a female student that I helped gave me. I also grabbed my (f/c) skirt and head to the bathroom.
I get washed and dressed then leave the bathroom, Once I get out I see that Kaname was awake. "Hello, (y/n)." He speaks to me. I only nod in response and move towards the door. "Where are you going?" Kaname asks me. I don't answer him. My hand makes its way towards the doorknob. Then suddenly I Kaname in my face with both of my hands pinned above my head. "Kaname, Let me go," I state but he refuses. "Kaname please, I'm scared."
He just looks into my eyes and smiles gently. "(Y/n) you're not scared of me." He tells me but I don't believe him. "No, I'm being serious. Kaname you are scaring me!" I whimper but his doesn't listen. "Kaname..." I whimper out to him, begging him to snap out of it. He just looks at me and smiles weakly. "Lord Kaname, I'm requesting you to release me before I go and ask to be transferred. " He suddenly snaps out of it and looks at me. His eyes widen and he releases my arms and hugs me.
He kept chanting sorry to me. I just looked at him, frozen. My memories flash in my head and I groan. Getting the strength I push Kaname away and run out of the door. "DAD!" I scream with tears threating to spill. My head was hurting and then I bump into my master. "Master, please... I'm scared, Memories..." His eyes widen and he picks me up before I hit the ground.
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Our Bloodbond| Kaname Kuran x reader
Fanfiction(Y/n) Kuran is the youngest of the Kuran's and also the most hated and powerful. What happens if one day she has enough of it and decides to run away. (First story I have ever made so please go easy on me written when I was 13/14)
