A familiar banging sounded at the door, accompanied by the voice that made Zero groan every time he heard it. "Zero! It's time to get up! Zero, wake up!" he sighed irritably, knowing better than to try and ignore it. It never went away anyway, so why bother?
"Go away, I'm awake!" he snapped back tiredly, grumbling as he slipped out of the messy bed. He sighed, fingers running through his hair, immediately deciding the first thing to do: shower. At least the banging on the door had ceased. Yuuki, however, wasn't quite finished.
"Hurry up! You're going to be late!" she shouted through the door, before he heard her skip off across the house. With another sigh, he was on his feet, ignoring the aches that returned every morning, the hunger that burned to life each time he rose for the day, following him around like backround music. Zero brushed fingers over the marking on his neck, a gesture performed before he realized it. Grabbing a few necessities, the hunter unlocked his door, heading to the bathroom for a hot shower.
By the time he made it to where Yuuki and the Chairman were, he was all ready, but apparently he hadn't been fast enough (even though he hadn't exactly tried to be fast), because the other prefect was snagging a piece of breakfast in her mouth and dragging him out the door to class, the Chairman calling out behind them in his usual doting voice.
Classes dragged on as they usually did, Yuuki catching him and scolding him for snoozing under a tree during his break, and again for patrol at the gates. The part of the day he dreaded the most; screaming for their "Aidol-sempai!" and "Kaname-sama!" as they ignored the other prefect like she didn't exist.
Zero, hands shoved into his pockets, stood from his position under the tree as Yuuki scolded him again. "It's not safe to sleep outside! And on the ground, Zero!" Said person gave her a milder version of his usual death glare, receiving a punch in the chest.
"What was that for?" he questioned her, coughing from the impact.
"Don't give me that look! It's for your own good! You can use it on the day class students, they never listen to me!" she hissed, grabbing his arm and dragging him towards the gates. He did not look in a good mood as he approached the usual large crowd. They were all in huddled groups, doing different things. When they spotted him they looked very irritated, a lot of them biting their inner cheeks and growling at him. A dark aura seemed to surround him, as it followed the icy stare that chilled them into shrieks and made them jump back. There was one group, however, that caught his attention. "You're gonna regret everything you've done!" They hissed, and he recognized their faces. The week before, he'd caught them trying to sneak into the Moon Dorms, confiscating their equipment and giving them a well-deserved detention.
It seemed that today they were brewing something particular nasty. They'd tried several things, done several things in the past that had very little effect: cursing, shouting, sneaking, ganging up on him, setting traps for him. It seemed they were trying a new level of vengeance. "Is that witchcraft?" Yuuki asked in astonishment from behind him. He sighed, pressing a palm to his forehead; they looked like angry cats, planning trickery on the neighbor's dog. There was a potion in one of their hands, a sparkling dark purple powder that filled a glass vile, a thick old-looking book in another's, open and waiting.
The prefect effectively ignored them as he heard the gates begin to creak, he and Yuuki getting into position, her usual stance, the same requests for the day class girls to stand back and let the Night Class students through. He had an urge to pinch the bridge of his nose; the presence of vampires flooded his senses as he glared at the girls in front of him. But they ignored him as they squealed and squee'd in delight, and the usual shouts. "Aidol-sempai!" "Aido-sempai!" "Wild-Sempai!" "Kaname-sempai!" Kaname was at the front, Aido and Kaine flanking behind him, the rest falling into step gracefully.
And there was the usual "Uwaaah!" from Yuuki, being shoved nearly to the ground from getting distracted by her crush (whom she seemed to believe was a secret), Kaname. He smiled at her, as usual, thanking her for her hard work. But he seemed to feel the dirty look he was getting, the smile and warm look in his eyes fading as sienna hues found lavender ones. He hmphed lightly, continuing to walk on.
It was then that he tuned into quiet mutterings, quiet only because the shouts of the rest of the day class students overrode them. They sounded like they were chanting, and Zero's eyes searched to find the source of it. But as soon as he turned back to the day class students, he found the three with the witchcraft material. Did they really believe in that kind of thing? Obviously, because the bottle was popped open and flung into Zero's face, making him cough and stumble back, only to bump into something, someone, who also began to cough at the angry cloud of sparkling powder that enveloped them both.
The three girls gasped. "Kaname-sama!" The voices of the Night-class echoed this, but with a different tone. As the Day Class students had been said it in shock, they Night Class students shouted it in worry.
Everyone had taken a big step back, but as the dust began to clear, Kaname and Zero's vision began to blur around the edges, as the both simultaneously dropped to the ground in unconsciousness.
Kaname stirred, a headache pulsing at the back of his head as he began to wake up from the blackness that had suddenly swallowed his vision. The memories that had caused him to get there instantly came flooding back as he lay there. He'd been passing behind Zero, the bold prefect who gave him dirty looks on a daily basis. The pureblood had been about to say some smart-alec comment about the girls with the witchcraft to him, when a storm of glimmering purple lunged at them, exploding around them in a large cloud of powder that left them both in coughing fits. Then, nothing.
An unwelcomed thirst flared to life in the vampire's throat as he opened his eyes, sunlight filling his vision. Familiar scents filled his senses as he turned his head to see he was in the infirmary. There was another bed a little ways away, and Yuuki was looking down at the person in it worriedly. But as his eyes went to find the face of the other in the other bed, expecting to find Zero's, he found a different face; a face that was exceedingly familiar in all the wrong ways. Kaname immediately became alarmed at the sight, but controlled his face as he attempted to return his attention to the other brunette. "Yuuki?"
She turned with a gasp. "Zero! You're awake!" she said, coming to his bed. "When those girls threw that dust on you, it hit Kaname-sempai, too." She grumbled something incoherent under her breath, obviously aggravated. "I took them to the Chairman's office a little while ago, so I don't know what he did with them," she admitted.
"How long have we been out?" he asked, already having noted that it was very dark out.
"A few hours. Um…four hours. I've been on the night patrol, I came in just a few minutes ago to see if either of you were awake."
Kaname sighed, rubbing his temples as he sat up, looking down to register that his hand was not his own, that his pants were a dark navy instead of white. As he stood, Yuuki backed up, giving him space.
"At least their attempt at magic didn't work. You seem fine; you feel okay, right?" she asked. She had no idea. He nodded, giving her a reassuring smile, mussing her hair before he returned his attention to the other bed. He walked over to it, looking down at his body, his peacefully sleeping face. Inhaling, he examined it with his senses; it didn't smell like Zero, so that was good.
But as he thought about it, he realized how awful the situation was. Zero, his most disobedient chess piece, would have full control of his body; at least, he assumed so. Who else would inhabit his body, and where would Zero be? Kaname reached down, index finger sliding across his cheek, curling through a dark lock of hair.
Though at the slightest touch, the figure stirred, groaning uncomfortably as he shifted, face pinching up unpleasantly, eyes slowly but surely blinking open to reveal sienna irises.