Kaname crossed the room. He did not touch her—not yet. He simply stood beside her, looking out at the same rain, the same gray sky. “You regret it,” he said. It was not a question.
“Live,” he had whispered. “For both of us.”
“No one,” she said. “Just two people who finally found peace.” kaname x yuuki
“Who are they?” the girl asked.
“No.” Yuki turned to face him fully. “I regret the cost . But not the choice.” Kaname crossed the room
She took it. His palm was cool, smooth, eternal. She raised it to her cheek, closing her eyes.
She nodded. Zero. Kaien. The children they had watched grow old and die, one by one, like autumn leaves. Yuki had held Zero’s hand when his time came—his silver hair turned white, his red eyes finally soft with peace. He had looked at her, not as a hunter, not as an enemy, but as the girl who had once offered him a blood tablet on a rainy night. “You regret it,” he said
“I miss nothing,” he said, “except the years I could not hold you.”