Icy blue filters the skyline, webbed by the charcoal-dark branches of dead, statuesque trees.
Zero presses his heel upon the snow-crusted ice, where those terrible, blue waters churn beneath him. The river groans and crackles underneath the additional weight. He pays it no mind, still waiting.
Kaname's freezing, alabaster-white corpse floats into view. He's been a corpse, revived or not.
With an inhumanely powerful strike, he drives an arm into the ice, hauling the unconscious, vampiric boy out of the river while breathing hard.
"… You're welcome," Zero mutters out loud, falling back onto his haunches and dangling his head backwards.
Vampire Knight isn't mine. I think I've only written one other fic for this ship and it was literally years ago. Ha. Okay well any thoughts/comments appreciated!